But in Real world,
It’s War and Grease,
So few attempts,
To harmonize,
Instead we’d rather,
Paralyze,
The Planet, Moon,
The Ocean, fair,
Because so Few,
Do really Care!
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Science thinks,
Nervous NetworksThat can make you loveAnd fall apart,Nothing further from the truth,No one knowsOf Love, the rootsFor embedded in each one,Is a different loving swan.
Does a poet ever know bliss?
Crying and frantic,Over a never had kiss.
Strange,
Has reached realms,Of the unimaginable,And yet, and yet,So often,Human behavior deviates,To that of animals and savages,Making us wonder,What are we, really?And what makes us go up,And so often go under.
Single performer,
Solitary SolitudeAlmost as ifOne were None,In a monochromaticBubble,World invisibility,Where silence isNormalWhere, Time isHostilityAnd nothing’s newUnder the Sun…
To be moved to the roots
To still feel fully alive,Only Poetry does that to me,It’s truly been,The Love of my Life.