Life is a veritable puzzle,

It can capture in a few words,All the sadness, all the bliss.All the Love that does exist.

Literature’s RoseThat flowersIn our darkestAnd happiest hours!The white SwanThat sees us thruThe inner tragediesThe feelings,That prose coversIn a completelyDifferent manner.

For written artsAnd loving hearts,We are all,So sentimentally attachedGrateful, for your favors,For allowing us to savorLove and Life’s sweet feelings,As we try to irradiateThe universal LoveThat you have taught usThru Poetry’s dilated light,Reaching always for the starsIn life’s bitter-sweet nightWhere all hearts thru youCan attain, new human heights.

More we progress,More we’re harassed,With Falsehoods told,To Young and Old,As pockets line,Themselves with gold,And we are fooled,Not once but twice,Which really isn’tVery Nice!

Give the bestThat you can giveDonate progress.Make Love your theme,And Truth your Hope,Delight in Nature’s scene,Make others happy,Make things betterThan they seem,It doesn’t hurt to dreamSomewhere, somehow,Dreams do come true,Be a better you.

Love is true fulfillmentFrom the very start.