For with you, the World is ours,
And with your love, my dearest love,
I know we cannot fail.
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We are creatures
So easily falling,Into self-made ruts,Boring repetitionsDull and unproductiveHave and Have-nots,As evil politiciansFill-in the gapsWith lying rulesAnd prohibitionsThat make lifeAn insufferableMishap.
Penguins and Pandas,
To make the World, perfectHappy and Sweet,Black and White colors,An Adorable sight,Penguins and Pandas,An eyeful Delight!Adorable Always,A joy you can see,Wish I had Some,That belonged just to me!
Yes,
Played on a piano of metaphors,Each one having his unique imageHis way of saying, poetically,The original sentiments that make poets free,All of this owned, very personally.The rest is heart,Resoundingly blown,By a wind of words,For each his own,Their very soul.
Of love and hate
So very much is said,Sometimes,It’s hard to look ahead.Riding into the sunset,Our lives are left behind,Love was lost in ParadiseOr with frustration, lined.Life!What purpose is there?Fleeting Time,For what to rise?The makeup of serenityThe tempest within, hides.Its so hard to be without you,Much more than I realized,Embraced by shadowy memoriesAs the Sea now gently cries…..
Invisible, spiritual veins
Like the bloodThat keepsBody and Mind alive,Poetry,You run thru me.
Thinking and feeling is dangerous,
Being ‘blank’ is more advantageous,And sometimes, your greatest wealth.