As life carelessly,
Rolls on
There are very few
Exceptions,
Maybe Love’s
The only one.
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Imagine
Painters, Artists ofImagery,There’d be no warsFor behind closed doorsSo busy, sculpting Dreams,We all would be.
The Beauty we create
Man is just,A spoiled childWith broken toys….
Are the heart and mind connected?
Without the sage and thoughtful,Guidance of the mind,The heart might never know,Where it has to go.
What makes a poet?
Translated into words,Tying to capture clarity,From all that is blurred?What makes a Poet?I really don’t know,But I knowYou can’t teach itNor in your garden, grow.
Dreamers,
But theyCan change the worldIf imaginativeCreativity,Rules.
What am I without you?
A whisper, emotion,Without a face.What am I without you?Just fallen grace,A shadow that trembles,An empty embrace,That makes the World,The Loneliest place.