Wanting to know,
Wanting to share,
Wanting to be,
More than anything else,
Feelings that care.
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Inspiration,
Does not heedJust to desire,Alone.What moves it,What transpires?Is the great,Unknown.It can’ be forcedJust by desire,Nor artificiallyPerformed,But when it happensAngeles’ choir,Makes you feelYou have come home.
Shadow not, the Sun,
In going further,Doors that closeCannot againBe open wideLove that’s lostWill not get better,Just as,You cannotStop the day,Becoming, night.
It’s a competitive World,
For those that want to hurt,Guard up, against the competition,But always honestly and with conviction,That what you do should be Thumbs Up.
A poem is what poem is,
Just like a kiss,With love and great sincerityA poem is what bliss should be.
If you are not
Of fame and fortuneYou should notComplain,For we are not allThe same,These prizesHave to be gottenThru work and sacrificeThey are not just given awayOr only because you’re nice,Remember, there is no rainWithout clouds,It’s the water thus produced,That life allows
Who are you?
Human or Divine,Escapes your heartbeatHow do you know,So much!And have such clear intuitionAnd spiritual, premonition,Incredible, knowledge and visionThat all your words, amaze usTime and time, again!I love good, unusual peopleOf which there are so few,That, when, by chance one appearsThey’re like an amazing flowerA delightful cool breeze,That softly blows thruLife’s imaginary, lonely trees.