The Best,
Reflecting the blue skies,
Blue Seas,
And having of my heart,
The keys.
The sky is blue,
The sea is too,
But blue is nothing,
Without You.
The sky is blue,
The sea is too,
And blue is blue,
Because of you.
The Best,
Reflecting the blue skies,
Blue Seas,
And having of my heart,
The keys.
The sky is blue,
The sea is too,
But blue is nothing,
Without You.
The sky is blue,
The sea is too,
And blue is blue,
Because of you.
Has never cradled a poem,Has never a rhyme, heard.His loneliness is his poetry,His emptiness, his poem.It’s hard to write,When the heart feels not rightImpossible, to be a poet,When loneliness turns you into stoneAnd you feel and know it.
To make it better,To make it fair,Dominion of chieftains,Wear and Tear,The very fabric,Of Human Care.
Where do we come fromWhere do we goWhy can’t we stay?But Love,Please don’t ever,Go Away!
Feelings come.Poetry can best express,Inner pain or happinessOvercome and blown away,Feeling deeplyIs just that way.
Therefore,I must write,The Imperative,Sincerity,Of my heart.
Inside, I feel,Volcano glows,What passion thisThat do I feel?When you’re a dream,Not even real.