A space to dream,
Some words to stream,
And Love as a final touch.
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If I think very hard,
If I wish very hard,Will you come back?If I cry very hard,Will you come back?The truth is,That even if I can’t see you,Of my everyday, you are a part,Living forever,In every beat of my lonely heart.
Life is not fair,
And most of the time,We cry in despair.A World badly written,With strife and deceit,Where just to survive,Is already a feat
Deeply, artistical
Living passionsAre the Arts,A fluidity not rationedInstantly,Sets them apart.Life’s adventureAlways differentAs an ever burning hearth,Love, the feeling that inspiresAs the Artist’s inner firesBecome mirrors of his art.
Where is the Truth,
Or, At the bottomOf an empty bottle of Vermouth?
A ‘Silly Poem’ is good sometimes,
And clarifies rhymes.So here goes:I am a complete contradiction,A bit of realism but a lot of fiction,I do not live in a World I like,Nor do I want All, to be alike,I’d rather write than have a fight,Like to send many, to fly a kite,I sleep by day and live by night,But sometimes I tire…
What is our hidden history?
Oh Canine, dearest and best friend,You show us, more than vividly,That different hearts can easily blend,In special love and harmony.