Giving vent to one’s frustrations,

‘Because we’re very Sly,And want everything for Free!Conclusion,Always fooling others,Does not make us better brothers.

The One that fills my every dream,And makes my life a joy, supreme.The whole wide world’s not big enough,To hold this Love, I love so much,It fills the Sea, the Heavens too,This miracle of loving You.

In the secret cornersOf softly sensitiveInner eyes,That can feelAnd look furtherThan what wordsJust signify,And decipherThe spiritual magicCommunicated,By a Poem’s sigh.Poetry!Magnificent AllureThat the spirituallySensitive,Cannot escape,Your Winter sunYour Summer shade,Life’s, escapade!The adventurous callThe Rhyme and Redemption,Of All inner Sails.

Yet flawed,Life moves in certain paths,Time aides in the MathWhen nothing found,Nothing done, nothing hadWhat a waste of life’sShort time,Can you reimburse that?Sorry, no refillsTake advantage of opportunitiesIf they come,There are no second chances,Make the good ones last.

That can compare,Nor that we best can share.Writing is an ArtOf inner soul and flight,Of unimaginable mightOf feelings that have wings,Of inner songs that singOf new dawns that arrive,Of human tendernessWhere words can sweetly nestAnd all great Love you’ll findIn Wisdom’s deep caress,Imagination’s sight,Its Wings forever bright.

No matter whenNo matter how,Now that you’re goneWill I go on?Or will I be,Like some WhiteSwan,Just die of heartbreak,And be done.