And it is the vision,
Of our earthly peace.
If you Love me always,
Then, I’ll be at peace,
But without you, dearest,
Pain will never, cease.
Love is my religion,
Prayers are newly found,
But I am so lonely,
If you’re not around.
Love is my religion,
Poetry, my soul,
Music, is completion
Brings together, All
Love, music, creation,
Summit, Elevation,
Purity, doth speak,
Deeply, in my religion,
As Love with emotion,
Reaches with devotion,
Life’s most sacred peak.
Saber tooth Tigers remain,Dripping with the blood of the Innocent,Men are disgraced by their Hate,The non-guilty seem to always pay,For no crimes committed,For the hate that won’t go away.
And dissipate worries,All that with a rhyme.
The Poet’s privilegeTo constructCastles out of cloudsAnd Love,That can be recitedOut loud?Amazing Poetry,Loving, endlessly…
When Spring was youngAnd new,Is painful from the very start,No longer is it true.My days go by,In one big sigh,As empty as can be,Sometimes, I just sit down and cry,My heart, an escapee,For nothing of that love remains,Today, a memory.
Fun!I feel likeA Shadow,Never,Fully done!I travel,Thru dreamsThat neverCome true,Above allTrue love,That specialCaress,I neverKnew…
Lets not assassinate it,Like everything else,We touch.
