Of Feelings,
The other name.
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I would have loved
With a love ready to share,With all the loving care,That inspired all the poetry,Of every love affaire.I would have lovedTo have loved you,By just holding your hand,Or looking into your eyes,No words to understand.I would have lovedTo have loved you,From here to eternity,The problem always was,You never did love me.And yet, I still love you,As…
What would we be without each other?
How would we share, without each other?Poets, ArtistsCreators, Brothers.
So far away,
We Love each other!At night,The light,That loves the day,Seems far away,Yet slowly gathers,Upon the sky,To not deny,That Light in Love so matters.Yes, Love is Light,And being close,It certainly does matter,Just fluid Hearts,Cannot connect,For distance really shatters,True Love does spiritually live,But presence makes it fonder,Becoming then and only then,Your heart’s most precious wonder.
Those who believe
Than those that don’t.Those who loveAre more fulfilledThan those that don’tThose who write PoetryDon’t give upSo, neither you nor IWon’t.Those who love LibertyDon’t lie, to exerciseControl,So, as Americans,We won’t.
Sometimes you regret,
Not being brave enough,To tackle all the starsHaving to let goToo soon,Not expressing whatYou really feel.Love is suchA passionate, delicateFlower,That so many timesWe let escape and witherFor not being sincere,Or afraid to confessWhat we really feel,But also by beingStupidity’s wardsAnd life’s Cowards.
It’s unbelievable,
Mean and lean, just with words,No props,And at the same time,Visualize, create feelings,Touch a nerve,Never was the reader better served!