It gleams
With an ethereal light,
It sings
A song that is sincere
With feeling’s might.
What do I hear?
What is this light?
A poet dear,
Just wrote
His sweet, ‘goodnight’.
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There is no solution,
We’re just no good,In getting along.For centuries, looking,For Justice, for Peace,Technically advanced,Humanly wrong,Abusing our brothers,The cheating of the strong,Plus singing of injustice,The same old song.
Life is made of snow,
But not even this,Would really matter,It’s love foundThat makes LifeA Rose Sublime,That will notBe killed by Time.
How many times has the Truth been strangled!
Tyrannical forces have permeated,All of human life, somehow!How sad it is….
There is so much more to Poetry,
It condenses life’s priorities,Plus all we hold most dear.
Was Paradise ever ours?
But creating Hell on Earth,It is We that fan the Winds,That do so.
I have realized now,
But it is within You,With Truth and Love and Beauty,Sincerity is Key,Honesty and Harmony.‘I love you! ‘That’s how it has to be.