What better death,
Than by the love of my life,
Forget all the rest,
I’ll always be a Romantic,
No matter how deep
Into the 21st century,
Vulgarity, works in its knife.
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Every tree grows differently,
Every person is a World,From the smallest to the tallest,Who are we to judge what others,Do or feel, as if absurd?Respect the Liberty,Of our individuality,That makes us be a Person,Not just a thing you see.
Dressed in Spring flowers
Love took a silent walk,That day,So in love were theyWith one another,That no longer did theyHave the need to speak.Their loving looksTo one anotherSaid more than any wordsCould ever say.
I live within my films,
The ones I’ll never leave behind,That won’t stay still,The ones I don’t forget, will not forgetThat thru the years become a part of me,Move in my heart, live in my mind,Those moving films,That in my memory will shineA happiness,That no where else I’ll find.
The feeling of Beauty,
Love is the language,That it conveys.
No,
Fulfillment awaits,For those who have found it,It’s like livingIn an independent Star,No,Nothing else matters,Because,‘There you are! ‘And the whole World sings,And no matter how many thingsMay be going wrong,Love always heals,With its miraculous song.
Profitable?
Agreeable,Depends to whom,Fulfilling, like Love,Yes!Who are you?Take a guessPoetry!You always, Bless.