Poetry’s worth it,
Life, not so much.
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In past dreams,
In the wordsYou once pronounced,I hear you,In the vastness of the Sea,You are all around,I feel youAll is Love,When near you.
Nebulous poetic dreams,
Trying to reach the sky,Aspirations, high,Trying to purify,Our human faults,Trying to find Love,To heal life’s,Sudden jolts,And doors that closeWith disappointing, bolts.
Some dream of Love
Life’sBitter bells of solitude,Indulge in lonely soundsThat moan like pain,The air is clearBut without cheer,As hopeless loveCries one more tear.As lonely loveJust colors greyOne more day,One more year….
How thrilling can a Painting be?
To paint a Scene that has the flair,To make you feel that you are There.
There are certain things
A type of investigationInto thoughts you cannot seeBut that question,All of Life’s existence,Constantly.Let the mind never be quite,It’s best friend,Curiosity,Hand in hand,It goes with learning,Still so much to know and see,Only Knowledge makes you Free!
Life,
Is a long-short storyWith a bad ending,Depending, on what you doWho you meet,Who you are,Some have it better than othersBut life is out of our controlNo matter, who you areFor there are governmentsMade up of the most,Dishonest lying people,Rather, they Are crooksThat manipulate countries and lives,As if they were pieces of meatCarved up by their…