Think of North Korea,
That Liars said would never have a Bomb,
And What the present, Lying Gang,
Does want to sign today.
Beware of Liars Bearing gifts,
They’ve hidden plenty in their fists,
Disaster moves in shadowed ways.
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Passionately, I read you,
By your poetic power,By the nectar distilled,From the champagne,Of your purple Rose,Imagination.You have been blessed,By the gods of Poetry,You can open Skies,And plant divine vines,In the Universe of Words,Never before done like this,So beautifully,With such Sentiment!And Imagery,Reaching straight,Into the heart,Of all of Humanity.
Of spoken Hate, there is so much,
Yet Language is supposed to be,A gift we use more sensibly,Good communicability,A sweet recall of memory,That tells of Life’s secret affaires,And has but Love with All to share.
Poems describe in beauty,
What people, life and loveAre all about.The pleasure is in the reading,Reaching, staying in the heart,For they are made,Of ineffably deep,Divine, feelingsThat can never fall apart.
Sad is he,
But is not loved,Sad is he who cries,Not knowing Why?Oh, the thinking brain,Helps not the Heart,Oh, why are we weakCannot restart?Crying in the night,Fearing the dark!
Solitude!
Total destruction,Of SelfSo near the annihilationOf all feelings,That cannot existBy themselves,Power Failure!One sail, Sailor.
You can’t force
To loveOr enjoyPoetry,But by not,Doing soYou then feelA bit guilty,Knowing allThey are missing,Those gloriousIntense Moments!That like LoveOnly PoetryCan provide.