Because we can dream with words,
And our imagination can fly,
Without being disturbed.
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Love,
I and he,My Dog,Sandy.
Another day gone by,
So does the sky,Where love once floatedDebonair,And life was quiteA thing to share.Now,Into the multitudeOf voicesDo I blindly stare,Knowing that for me,No one is there.
The feeling of Beauty,
Love is the language,That it conveys.
The pain, the joy, that true love brings,
When lovers eyes at last do meet,It is Life’s biggest, single feat.To understand what lies within,The lover’s heart, you surely win,A life of glorious happiness,Where two are one, with one caress.
You write because
So you don’t,Give up, the Fight!So you don’t give upLove,Light of all livesOn whichThe heart dependsAnd thrives.So you write!Not to give upHopeTo fight, the good fight,Not to let yourself goGo soft, into the fangsOf depression,Because there’s so muchThat’s Wrong,So much cruelty,DissentionAnd oppression,Because you knowYou’re, all aloneIn this tearful valley,You call homeWere life is torn,Ruthlessly,Between good…
Oh, what a blessing!
Through the limpid,Blue lagoonOf Poetry.What happiness receivedFlowing grace, perceivedThat lets the Soul,Just flow, flowInto delectableFraternity, with All,Peacefully, lovinglyTiptoeing into Eternity!Blessed beThe spiritual symmetryThe eloquent harmony,Compassionate empathyOf Poetry.