You enter in a restaurant,
And eat and eat all that you want.
And there is herring too, you know,
So white that it resembles snow,
‘Light Bagels’ with some cream and lox,
That even would please Mr. Fox.
Miami how I love your name,
I come and go, you are the same,
Maybe a new hotel or two,
But that won’t change my love for you.
The weirder we get,21st century, irreverence?Wanna make a bet?This century, all past we’ll forget,Plunging us into moral apathy,That one day we’ll regret.
Recycle most everything,Except politicians,Who certainly should beAfter all their dishonest actionsAnd their ill played renditions.
It’s only the Eyes,That can express.The fullness, the totality,The inexpressibility,Of what true Love can really be,No words, just looks communicate,The warm embrace, the tenderness,The feelings no words can express,The eyes translate into caress.
My favorite sound,I rebound and vibrateWhen I hear your name,You know, very wellThat after seeing you,I was never the same!You’ve stolenMy heart, my LifeMy Domain,And now,Even in the darknessOf my solitudeI see you!Just the same,As I, becomeThe SoloistOf my lonely Concerto,Called, ‘Pain’.
Am alive thru poetry,All by myself,With no one to shareThis piecing love,Within meAs if I were livingOn a distant planet,All by myself.But my love increasesDay by day,And if one dayI have nothing to say,Nothing to writeNothing to live for,I will go awaySilently, miserably,Hopelessly,Because poetry and IWe were born togetherOn the same dayBy some magicalUndeserved favor,And,…
Disappointment,DisillusionmentIn life and heart,Come, some of the bestPoems,Miraculous Metamorphosis,Pain turns into Art.
