Filled with billions of people
Lacking communication,
Despite, millions of ‘I’ phones.
Like a cat,
Curled up,
In front of
Many human rats,
I dither and stir
Trying to find
Amongst the ashes
Of solitude,
Of love,
One still burning ember
Of a true,
Loving soul.
To our colorless lives,Filled with so many,Unimportant things.
Being a ‘groupie’,Brings on so much stress,Better to be,Your own persona,Than not know how to live,With yourself,So know and better yourself,Let your imagination fly,Become friends with the Sky,And you’ll never be lonelyAs the days, yawn by.
I know no other road,No other drive,As strong as you,Encircling all of Life,Pure as the morning dew.Yes, I need you to go on,Like our poor planet needs the dawning Sun,Like the night needs the moon,To project its only light,Like the bird needs,It’s liberating flight.May I name you now?Beloved, LoveLife revolves,Around your Light.
Dedication to thinking,A lost Caravan,Now Fraud and Fiction,Is the new Show in town,With Lies and Swindles,All over its crown.
A ham and cheese sandwich.
Love is the nicest, poem,We have ever heard.
