And if it’s never burned you
Then you haven’t lived,
No, you haven’t lived at all.
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There we stood,
In the silence of the hall.Nothing mattered, not at all,Not a word was said, and then,Suddenly, I know not when,My Soul left me, with a start,And went straight into your Heart
Seems the Whole World is Bank-Rupt,
Even great economic minds,Have fallen into what today is,Buying and selling trash,The US, no better,Debt dangling in the air,Just waiting for an economic Crash,What a World!Made up of cheaters, suckers and saps.It may be too late,But Investors, Beware,It’s really scary out there!Honesty?No one is selling that policy.
My love for you is limitless,
As deep as the deepest abyss,As beautiful as a new born rose,That doesn’t even know why it grows,As selfishly mine as it is yours,So alive, It will never close…..
I don’t write,
And my feelings sometimes,Translate into song,Always searching,Right from wrong.
You sculpt ideas
Sometimes from thingsSo rarely heard,But poems born,All falsehood scorn,Because they’re fromYou’re spirit, torn.
Poets share
Like busy beesThey make honeyOut of words,SometimesBut never money.Just as well!A poet’s thoughts,Cannot be boughtNor would theyEver have a productThat even,Shopping foolsWould buy for money.