Not one syllable of Verity,
Lies, destructive as true whips.
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Life gives,
In a second, in a minute,In a day,Will it really help,If I pray?
Poetry,
An impact!Something wonderful,To say,A benevolent guideLike a dear friend,That loves us,And takes our handEveryday.You have been,My Friend,Ever since I can remember,In the most kindAnd loving way,Oh bird of deep splendorA grateful tear,Surrenders,And rolls downMemory Lane,Today.
Words can embrace you
From falling apart,But when love departs,Or never wasOr left you,There are no words,Nothing on earthCan really mendA broken heart.
Poetry,
Of everything,The essenceOf the essentialLove, LifeTorrentiallyFlowing,AlwaysMonumental!
I am a simple person,
A space to dream,Some words to stream,And Love as a final touch.
Spinners and Sinners,
They never think,What they do is wrong,Truth is a myth that doesn’t exist,Evil a tool high up on their list,They happily drink, together they toastThe fools that they’ve fooled,And swindled, the most.