Of classical music,
Nor am I able to read notes,
A language, I will never quote,
All I know is that when
I hear some heavenly melody,
Love and eternity speak to me.
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Everyone says,
To religions,That they areThe sole HoldersOf the Truth,But Nobody,Really is.The Truth,Was mentally murdered!When the first Liar,Giving a political speech,SmiledAnd clenched,His greedy fistFull of false promises,In exchange for Power.
How much can you dream?
Loneliness, a stifling agent,Poetry its faithful, bluffer.
What are we made of,
Life is so short,Happiness scant,Always looking beyond the Stars,Things are too close or maybe too far,Like unstable mercury,You cannot catch,Love lingers on,Of life the sole match,You’ve got to win it,And then, you’ll know then,That Love makes Life,Start over again.
You gave me all the love,
Turned my silent days,From sad to glad,That is why I loved you,Ever so,More than words can tellOr humans know.
Yes, the road to Hell,
Lies from Truth, you cannot tell.
All that glitters is not gold,
Don’t grow oldThey’re to love, honor and holdTill the end of Time,I’m told.