When you have loved, the person gone,
It’s an unfinished song that’s sung,
And only half of you is there,
Alone, no one to love or care.
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What do our eyes see in Another
Distraction, attraction, love?Yes, the eyes may be the silent portals,That convey unknowing mortals,To even deeper things than love.
You are what you feel
To Be,Nurture, good feelingsPeace, stability,Love is the best feelingFollowed by sincerity.
Without a word
So much expressed,With looks of Love,That say it best.
Fixed glare into space,
Life’s race?That’s not the wayWhen imaginationBecomes an obsessionAnd for reality,There’s no longerA place.Beware, BewareOf fixed obsessions!For only shadowsDo they chase,That will enslave youAs their possessions,Making you, surelyLose Life’s race.
A warm embrace,
Oh Love, how you console,The lonely, weeping soul,That for you only lives,And cannot wait,Its never ending love,To give.
Dream Maker, Poet,
I want to drink your nectar,Sip by sip,I want to travel, The Universe,Aboard a Ship,Called ‘Beautiful Verse’