Not that we would care,
But so many would stare.
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Complicated and Confusing,
‘I could have,I would have but didn’t’And at the end of it all,No one is really happy,With the life, they have lived.
It’s wonderful
And drown yourselfIn Words,And if you’reVery lucky!Say thingsNo one has heard.
We poets want to tap,
Discover Life’s own sap,The Wisdom Trees’ potential,Indeed we want too much,As Sherlock Holmes might say to Dr. Watson,‘Not elemental, my dear Watson, not at all elemental.’
The fires of Hell and Hate
Exploding in our face!Any distortion is good,To find for Power,The shoe to lace.Evil writes its own storyDrowning Truth in its shameless hateFor all ideas that spell goodness,It will be dangerously, too late.There are political forcesMade up of black and blue slateThat can destroy CivilizationsAt an incredibly fast pace.Beware of Political Planification,Of those that pretend to…
Poets think with their feelings
Not a very good thing,If you want to get ahead.But saying what you feel,Can be problematic too,So much depends on,Others thinking like you.In any case, my dears,All of life is problematic,You can’t win for losing,And you can’t remain static.
Most of the time
Feelings that hideNo more,Opening doorsRoses,Perfuming thoughtsLoving tendernessBeautiful words,Spoken music,Just waiting to accompanyHeart and mind,Trying to unravelMysteriesThat from usUsually hide,Yes!Poetry, Poetry, PoetryLove’s creation,From the very depthsOf our soulTaking us,Even to ecstasy,Lovingly,Poetry’s, spiritual callA thrilling moment,Of beauty and purityTo thankfully,recall.