They give ‘Poetic fruit’
To empty lives,
Increase, imagination
Not triviality,
With which our lives
Are richer in the end.
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In the crazy world of Thoughts,
Then we try to analyze,What is stupid, What is wise.
Blue period not too dark,
Blue dreams that don’t come true,Beyond Horizon, blue,Listen, I hear the tune,Of ‘Rhapsody in Blue’,I really don’t know why,But now I feel blue too.
Citizens,
Swimming in pools of deception,Not One word is True,In the political stewOf, deceitful indigestion.
Language is the spice of Life,
Enables you to write your thoughts,It gives you thrills that can’t be bought,For what you say is what you are,True words can take you very far.
To feel and feel,
Beauty, LoveEternal Eden,When poems launchTheir sweet perfumeWho can resistTheir fatal swoon,For once your capturedBy their charm,You’ve lost allPower, to disarm.And so it isWith Poetry,A love so pureA love so freeSo full of peaceAnd dignity,That helps you liveThat helps you beCloser to love’sGreat Mystery.
To like is not to love
You do not like your enemyWhom you will never loveNo matter what is taughtNor what people will try to sayPlease, lets not be hypocritesAnd pretend, we love ‘everyone’All the time, and every single day.