No matter how much, Tyrants will cloud,
Poetic words will still think out loud.
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We did not have to speak,
As Love reached its highest peak,As we looked into each other’s eyes,As our hands interlaced,When Love did meet the Ecstasy,That no human power can defeat!
Like drops of dew,
That’s how a poem,Grows and flows,Directly into readers heart,That is what sets it so apart.
It is not how you think it,
It’s how you say it,And for that,To Poetry,I take off my hat!
A better world,
Is thatWhere,Love, loves Poetry.
In Life,
Lets hope that reason,And good judgmentWill one day prevail,And that the veil of Hypocrisy,And ignorance that revolvesIn our mindWill one day fall over,Finally making us,Merciful and kind.
Here I am,
Without a sound, almost unborn,A lonely tear flows down my cheek,Making me feel more sad and weak.Silence,A dark clad drone,That makes me think, I’m just a stone,That makes me feel much more alone.Movement,The metal cold hands of a clock,The hours strain like grains of sand,The earth becomes a stranger’s land,Never again will you be near,All…