Trembling with joy
Just as the first time
I read.
The heart doesn’t forget
When touched by glory,
It stays,
Forever wed.
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Far beyond,
Oh Endless sea!You and meFar reaching,Castles in the sandOf blue toned fantasies,Ever changing, ever youngMysterious silent filter,Where all life has onceBegun.Since forever, you inspireDreams of emerald fantasiesSailing, sailingDeep blue waters,Inspiration, blue translationInto waves of poetry.
I think,
May be somewhatProtected,But the Devil,Probably enhancesEvil.Is this saidJust not to take the blame,And is it Not the Devil,But, WEWho are the source ofAll evil?Because the hellishThings that some have done!Unimaginably,Wrong and hideous,Indicate,That we createOur own hateful,Turbulent, upheaval,Murdering innocenceAnd the weakest,Blaming, mental depravity,For our blindnessOur Evil,Which, by now should beTotally rejected,In order to makeThis World,More Livable.
Without Poetry,
Poetry, sort of spices allThat is in fact at hand,Emotionally speakingEverything around youBecomes a bit more grand,For example, Spanish guitarsIf by pure fantasy,You have imagined onePoetically, at hand.
Poetry,
Error,Of the mindThat lifts usOff the ground,Flying high,Never betterThan when,Right poemFound.
The latest dehumanization,
Not that drivers are that great,But they give you one more thing,To blame and hate.
Writing emotions,
In pathetic prose,Flowery words get in the wayThat’s how it goes,I need the moving dramaOf a loving, dying roseTo paint and move the panorama,As emotion. mounts and grows.And I’m not a Novel writer,Too much time spent,For this slow driver.Emotionally,It’s instant,What affects me,Not time resistant,Must come out,Right away,For in me,Tranquilly,It will not stay.