Imagination

An impact!Something wonderful,To say,A benevolent guideLike a dear friend,That loves us,And takes our handEveryday.You have been,My Friend,Ever since I can remember,In the most kindAnd loving way,Oh bird of deep splendorA grateful tear,Surrenders,And rolls downMemory Lane,Today.

Love, NatureAnd protect it,Respect all lifeWithout exceptionTrue human perception,Coming to us,Charitably, naturally,Helping those in needNot using othersTo promote, our greed,Perceive the BeautyOf our Planet blue,And please, respect itLovingly, tooDo not try to controlThe innocent,With lie after lieAnd above all,Spread love and kindness,Do not make others cry.

To walk without it,Like in a silent trance.I want to communicate,Love and romance,Paint worded portraits,That reach and can dance,There’s movement in words,Believe me, I know,Words move with the feelings,That in us do flow.

Looking at the skyThe ocean loves the Moon,So why can’t I,Open New Horizons,Instil in those,Who want Life’s light,Poems, never tried.With love, eternalized.

An out of bodyExperience,Sensibility, acutenessLife’s most beautiful,Improvement,The Art of givingOf yourself,GenerouslyThe very best,Without thinkingFirst and selfishlyOf your little world,Thus of all the thingsWorld over,The deepest happiness.

Sweetly desireAnd love,There isn’t much leftBetter still,Is there anything leftClean, good to desire?We live in a WorldOf ugliness, moral theft,And destructive, FireWhere robbers are heroesMoral rape, we accept,Where sanity and beautyAre spat upon and mocked,Where to go?When all decency seemsTo be gone,And all sensitivity,Crushed and shocked,Devastatingly, blocked!Lost amongst the screamsOf a deadly, choir.

Trying to reach the sky,Aspirations, high,Trying to purify,Our human faults,Trying to find Love,To heal life’s,Sudden jolts,And doors that closeWith disappointing, bolts.

In living beauty,In poems told,In all that’s love,Not bought, not sold.

Swallowed byThe devil’s call?By human hypocrisyAnd unlimited greedOf which,We are guiltyAll!Since the very beginningGreed and liesHave soiled it all,Losing ParadiseWas not enoughNow also, the devilIs in us,We can’t seemTo snuff out bad stuff,Living off ofLies and bluff,Trust no one,Even though,Living alone,Is ruff!Better alone,Than livingAs a lying louse.

Path to Glory,The most beautiful,Of All of Life’s Story.

Wise thoughts, Love’s notes,Sentimentality,Feelings that embrace, Humanity.Poetry, just has it all,It’s the language of our Soul.It’s the language of our soul!It’s the language of our Soul.

Things were never So in Paradise,Seems that Evil’s here to stay.There are devils in Paradise,That impose their hideous way,The good winds have fled Paradise,Leaving only shades of gray.

So why should we,Not individuals be?

Digging in the SandOf Time,Trying to find answers,To those secrets thatHave neither reason nor rhyme,All lies in suspense,Theories, Opinions, Data,And yet, even with this Doubt,We still Want to Know,What it’s All about.

Luminosity,Burning fire,That can neverBe put outWhen it’s real,And without doubtThat is whyA Life without itCan be only, half a lifeOnly Love can give usMeaning,Only Love can give usMight,To affront all Life’sMisgivingsAs long as,We have love’s light.

Flowers, gifts that arePure beauty of flowing grace.

You may try,You can’t change reality,Things are what they areAnd you are who you are,So assume,Responsibility,Carry yourself, humanlyNot irrationally,Like so many todayThat act as ifThe whole world,Were only, They.

Of Treasures,We received so much,But Nothing like,Life giving Trees,The fruits, the oxygen, the rain,Of Life the early seeds containBest Friends, our Trees they do remainFor precious Life, they do sustain.