Is there a way to obtain,
The love we are not allowed?
Staccato,
Sudden and brief,
Swift and clear,
The Answer is No,
But when the loved one,
Is not near,
It’s hell on earth,
Darkness and fear,
And maybe, one solitary,
Infinite, endless tear
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Thoughts,
They follow you all overYou want to leave behind,But the painful ones,Stay over,And no matter,How hard you try,There are thing of which,You’ll never be getting over.
Like an artistic wand,
A feeling of white grace and beauty,Comes our way,Floating, floating Time away.Oh most beautifully of winged creatures,Feathered grace in a mirrored pondThat can vividly transmit,Beauty as a living thing,And that takes us under,Her miraculously, graceful wingWithout effort,As all around her,The spirit of peace and beauty sing.
‘Vote along for me,
They’ve lied to us,Since kingdom come.So once again,All will be fooled,And badly schooled,Till Thinking will go numb.
Imagine
Painters, Artists ofImagery,There’d be no warsFor behind closed doorsSo busy, sculpting Dreams,We all would be.
Born in the USA,
Public toilets are a problem,And we are considered racists,No matter what we do or say,Is that the American Way?Does politically correct mean,Playing the insane card?Accepting everything and anything,Going backwards instead of forward?Enough is Enough!Of false liberality,All dignity charred,Extinguishing, all individualityControl, absolute controlOf your lost soul.
Music,
The one you cannot see or touch,Except with your heart.