I like to write

In Poetry,Nothing, should be concealed,The flow must be constant,Clear and grand,Like a bell that has finally,Found its true land,Feelings and words,Then do intertwine,Poetry touches,A cord that’s divine.

What you are,You can’t change itBecause it comesFrom very farInside,Where the youLooks for youHoping,One day,To knowWho you really are.

About a cough,Normality is a triviality,Not very often sought.

LikeNoneBeforeSung!It triggers feelings,That’s what all gunsShould be for.I am definitely againstAll Violence,All fire arms,In all countries,In all places,And in all cases,Except in the CaseMentioned in the title,Above.You may find this poem strangeBut I’m sick of peopleShooting each otherIn close or far range.PEACE,How long does itHave to be,SEARCHEDTo be,REACHED!

My love is everywhere,And as long as I’m alive,For you alone,I’ll Love and Care.

Pen or pencilBig commotion,A poem from the heart,Ready to zoom,It may be fair,It may be good,But most of all,Should be understood.

Poetry does endlessly climb.

I can only read you,Words that hurt so much,And yet I feel you,In everything I touch.

In my heart I’d always hold you,You were more than all to me,You were more than love can be.But in life, nothing’s forever,And you did not wish to stay,Then all sadness came together,And my heart withered away.

Love has the power,That even Silence can’t revoke.

Does the sky, cry just for me?Or the Whole World does It see.?

Bring dirty lies.Poverty, Sand…The worst,We’ve ever had!Security of CountryCompromised!Against whichAll decency,Should rise!A good man, put on trailDuring four years.Please don’t playThe idiot’s gameIf he were guiltyWould he wantFour more years ofThis disastrousFabricated, shame?We owe a lotTo crooked pressWho has spread liesOf great largess,Endangering,The Country’sBest,Wanting to make usSwallow,What we Never canDigest,All crookednessThat lies betweenGoodness and Hell,So…

Especially in government,Where Red Hot are his lies.The Devil never sleeps,Into our dreams he creeps,The world goes Red,He laughs and spreads,His deadly dance around,As Evil he does crown.

What I’ll never know!Surrounded by mysteries,Lies, superstitionsAnd religious ties,Our Origins and our Whys.All that is born dies,Or is it all recycled,Beyond our eyes?I want to knowBut Wanting,Doesn’t Suffice,It never has.

Will you leave me?Never!Will you love me?Forever!Will I love you?You’d better,Are you happy?Together,Life as One?Is better,Will we always Love each other?Even harder,What makes Life so worthwhile living?One Another.

Time and kicks and hurtsMake you learn and discernThat all your toldMay not be true,And that life is notAn open, upward Rocket.

The way that I now do,I woke up to an empty room,And desperation too.Not knowing what to do,Not knowing what was going on,Or if you would return,I closed my eyes,And wandered on,Knowing,My life was through!

I still don’t know,I search the Truth,I must write,To liberate my spirit,To quench my fright,From the insecure incense,That permeated the air,The World nonsense,That makes me drown,In my own despair.I want to write,Because I have to,For me it’s like fresh air,My thoughts choke me,They must come out,Silence is cowardice,I don’t know how to live like this,I…