Love, protects from all defeat,
Life, for those alone and weak.
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The joy that Poetry brings
It’s like someone holding your handWhen you’ve given up on everything.
We don’t need Crystal Balls,
We have a dying Country,CORRUPTION at its root.
Spending time with Poetry
Opens doors to many floorsOf thinking,And can even, sometimesCalm your inner fears.
One of the secrets
Opening views ofThings that justFor the momentOnly on paper exist,And then, being ableTo transmit,The essence, colorFeel and emotion,Without a cameraPainting or myth,Just letting,Your heart drift,Carried away,By some magicalLoving, devotion.
Poets can be soldiers too,
Their guns are pens,With Truth’s sweet ink,Their mission,Making people think.
To be a poet,
To go around sayingWhat you feel and found,What is painful, What’s profound,To be making sounds,In perpetual true-confession.