But sometimes gardens out of reach,
Will make us slowly die.
Similar Posts
Poetry and Art
No force on EarthCan kill the powerOf self-expression!Because,The creative mind,Is always Free,No one can controlIts Liberty,That’s our Victory!Over tyranny.
I’ve never felt so alone,
Deep inside me,This empty feeling,This lonely, ‘no home’,Travels, beside me.No warmth, no smiles,Just millions of miles,Of memories,Past, Present and Future,CollideUp and down in my mind,Up and down as they hide,Deep inside me!
To touch,
At the same time,That’s what greatPoems do!The formulaHas not been divulgedSorry,I’d like to know it too.
We left no sentiment untouched,
We knew of Love the inner touch,The problem was we loved too much.
Fear is a terrible thing!
And ash,That keeps you fromGoing forward,Out of fearOf a deadly, Crash!I could have loved youBut I didn’t!Out of fear, and cowardiceAnd that I willRegret,All the rest of my life,For the deepest feelingIn life was then,Forever missed.
Come bare your Soul,
Is all you have to write,Then you’ll be cleansed,Of all offense,And Life will feel alright.