Not at all, never mistake,
For what does more captivate
Than true Love to make Life great!
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How do poets write?
And sweet delight,Hoping to reachSentiment height,Hoping to be read,Not just for one night,Hoping to spread love,Above, all mightHoping to gift lightAnd for justice, fight.
Illusions make you live
They give ‘Poetic fruit’To empty lives,Increase, imaginationNot triviality,With which our livesAre richer in the end.
Fear is a terrible thing!
And ash,That keeps you fromGoing forward,Out of fearOf a deadly, Crash!I could have loved youBut I didn’t!Out of fear, and cowardiceAnd that I willRegret,All the rest of my life,For the deepest feelingIn life was then,Forever missed.
No,
Fulfillment awaits,For those who have found it,It’s like livingIn an independent Star,No,Nothing else matters,Because,‘There you are! ‘And the whole World sings,And no matter how many thingsMay be going wrong,Love always heals,With its miraculous song.
‘If you are,
There can be no jealousy’Two poets discuss their merit,Knowing they can bear it!
Poets make up,
Imagination, ‘oblige’,Watch out!They are dreamersThat see beyond dreams,That love, beyond love,That want to make words,Fly without Wings,That want to LoveAll thingsAll defenseless, things,All innocence, All beauty,Till they die.So, please watch out,So much love,May be fatal!In a World that killsInnocence and Olive Branch,Carrying, Doves.And that sometimesEven murders, Truth,That Poets, love, so much!