Poems | Quotations | Poetry
And Love is the deepest feeling,At which, Poetry can arrive.
No Culture, no Art,And no History.
Like busy beesThey make honeyOut of words,SometimesBut never money.Just as well!A poet’s thoughts,Cannot be boughtNor would theyEver have a productThat even,Shopping foolsWould buy for money.
A sluggish performerAnd a smoldering burner,But when it comes to,Poetry and Art,There I’m always ready to take part,In the best endeavorsOf the Human Heart.
That we’re really human beings,That should walk close, hand in hand.Crying sooths the ailing heart,Keeps you from falling apart.
He who lies the best,Is who the Public follows.
To have or to be had,As Life’s greatest emotion.
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