That appears
Without being
Called,
As does the Sun,
Illuminating all.
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Some have so much to say,
Sad is the Silent morning,The Silent night,When language took Flight,
Music, language, thought,
Thrives in Poet’s heart,Comes from secret spark.
What would the world be,
Think about it:Brain Washing,As far as you could see,Censorship, spyingIn the family,No professional choice,No entrance or exit,No Voice!Not one ounce of Liberty.Be very careful,America,And preciously guard,Your priceless treasure,Never stop fighting,For what is right,For yourself,And the rest of the WorldNEVER leave LIBERTY,Out of your sight,Or out of your hands,For those that will Wrong,Every Single Human Right!
Mangled, Triangle
What is.What could have beenAnd what you want,To hide.
Everything,
Peaches and CreamBut at least,Be gratefulAnd enjoyThe good moments,Count your blessingsBe grateful,There are so manyLess fortunateWithout any loveAt all,Or even tiny dreams.
Poets think,
With words,Holy be he who will,So chose your words carefully,Responsibly, lovinglyThere is time, still.