Liberty seeded.
As poets, we love each other,
Fraternity,
Sisters and brothers,
Pen in hand,
Verse after verse,
Trying to attain and feel,
Truth’s path for all eternity
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Poetry lives in me,With the intensity,Of an overflowing Sea.
A free mind
Nor will it be takenDown, a road itCannot own,So many livesAre pure disasterBecause they neverKnew how to beTheir own masterAnd look beyondWhat is alreadyDone and known.
Sometimes Poetry leaves a strange taste in your mind,
And not knowing what you’ll really find,You delve into that sea of jigsaw puzzling pantomime,Where Words, morse signals from the inner world appear.You now know a new palpitating voyage is quite nearThru the metric, secret rhyming of the Sea,A tempting voyage, certainlyFor those despising what they see,Wanting to escape reality,The perfect Tour is Poetry,As strange…
‘Dearest’
The deepest feelings,Insert into Life,Amazing ceilingsOf pleasure and sentiment.That is why I call you,Dearest,Because you,You are the summit,Of whatever my life has meant,Or ever knew,My Dearest, only you!
Aqui esta todo mi llanto,
porque te quiero tanto!Here are all my tears,Take them, they’re yours,Because I love you so.
Strange,
On the Internet.Who is realAnd who is not?Who is hiding an identityOr some kind of horriblePlot?No its not our imaginationThat carries us awayWhen it comesTo the Shadows of the InternetSherlock Holmes, the famous detectiveWould have had, without a doubtA rather festive, field day,Trying to discover who they wereAnd also many of their plots,As Shadowy shadows…