Is it now allowed to marry Oneself?
Today, there are narcissistic people
So in love with themselves,
That they probably, would,
If they could,
People, so crazy,
With eccentric ideas,
Called ‘liberal progressives’,
Those are the ones you should fear,
That want to drive,
Even the Absurd, out of gear.
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How do you describe
Love’s feelingThat absorbs you,That enfolds youIn a trance?You really can’t!The most you can doIs feel itAs emotion,That relentlessly,Enchants.
We all want to escape reality,
We all want the happiness,That in others we see,But don’t let yourselfBe fooled,Those that in the mirrorYou see,May also beUnhappy, not wantingWhat others, in them see.Be happy with your lotAnd try to make it better,If love you’ve got,That is the biggestTreasure.
Today,
In an electrified, hypnotically dangerous environmentComputerized and dehumanized, this World of Social MediaWith its endless and mostly pointless Chitter-Chats,And that’s That.
Magic
Something magic happens,When you write poetically,Doors just seem to open,Spirit, feeling free.Something seems to flower,Inside, poetically,And it makes you happyAnd you are where you have to be.
Greatness is not in the eye of the beholder,
That from some living beings streams,Feeling compassion is not blindness,It’s the human passport, we redeem.
Sometimes,
Film’s, musical scoresInvade my heart,And not only do I seeThose romantic lovers,In their dreamy filmsBut I also hear and liveThe galactic musicOf the stars,That makes me, evenSometimes, cry.Music, that willAlways thrill me,That has been with meLike a friendThat will not part,Just stay foreverIn my silly heart.
Our political, anti-heroes,
Ride the River Horse of Corruption,
But Danger lurks Supreme,
Red lights flashing,
Lighting the infernal stream,
Promising to destroy All and Everything!
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Doing nothing
Like an empty sigh,While Time swallowsMy time,And Poetry, just staresMe in the face,Saying,You’re mine and only Mine!
Sometimes, I feel I’m floating,
That will push me into the Ocean,It I cry real strong and loud.Sometimes, I feel like dreaming,When there’s nobody around,That the World’s an empty Castle,And that Joy, can still be found.Sometimes, I feel like hiding,In the Black Hands of a Clock,And destroying Time forever,Would that really be a shock?Sometimes, I feel like walking,Directly into the…
All the frustrations,
That Life’s inhalation,To everyone bringsCan be assuaged,By a poem or two,Especially, those saying:‘How much I love you’
Silence oppresses,
No one to talk to,Except to the walls,The wall does not answer,No, not at all,Even if you through,A loud sounding ballIt throws it right backAt youAnd that’s about All.
So many Mysteries,
From time to time,There is a spark,That lets us see some light,But more than once,Our quivering minds,Just transit in the dark,And once again, in search of Light,Our journey has to start.
Doesn’t matter where you’re from,
Human feelings,For me, you sitOn the highest throne.