Say It!
We are all in such great need,
Of the proper orientation,
Of our lives to truly feed,
With that life saving Good Seed.
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A poem wants to be,
That together stick,Not just some candle,Without a wick.A poem wants to be,True spiritual form,Words that blend, not monotone,Language, feelings and the soul,Open eyes that know no ceiling,Words that are, you’re very own,That you want someone to read,Hoping, they will make them strong,Holding out your heart in hand,Singing Life’s perpetual song,Feelings shared in unison,Words that say,…
For the love of words
Paradise itself!That isIf ParadiseEven exists,In the name of the SpiritAs Love,Continually, we are toldCo-ExistsWith all sorts of Myths.For the love of words,Hours spentIn literary mists,Cool and comfortable,Where a sort ofTelepathy existsWith other Worlds,Creating a rumbleOf satisfactory,Bliss!Is it sinful to persistIn loving soundsThat co-existWith imagery?Sounds and SymbolsAbstract feelingsDeeply embraceAs language recuperatesFeelings, skyward bound,Coming aroundConcealing nothingAnd so,Connecting…
The things we feel,
Sometimes may cause,Utter dismayBut do we ever learn the songHow to correct?So much that’s wrong.
If love were always possible,
What a wonderful world to be inWhere we all, would let go of evil,And all good would be understood.
Long live the free Spirit of Poetry,
Long live the Spirit of Immortality,That each poem carries, sincerely.Let language bloom like a Rose,Each verse open, not closed,Bringing perfume and color,And images huge, like a deluge,That no prose can ever impose.Poetry of language is King,For the spirit and mind, an opening,To the Mysteries of thought,And maybe the key to Paradise Lost.
All hope lost,
Rome was lost, corruption most,And now it is our Time.