All of Life’s secretes,
Just through their eyes.
Poets are different,
Planets apart,
Ever so lonely,
Right from the start.
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What are we?
Yes, youAnd all of us,Part devil, part angelWho will win?The combination of bothIs really, cutting it thin,Think about it,And please, try to doThe right thing!
Life is an illness,
And cure.But, so far, no progress,The mystery remainsAs to Why we’re so impure.
As if we have not had enough,
When I see politicians bluff,I want to run away,The lies, insidious poison,Misinformation, manipulation,The Devil’s sauerkraut,We ask ourselves,Do we deserve,To again go down this route?By now we ought to realize,Good hearts are not in charge!
Solitude and Loneliness
Go hand in hand,A love that never wasA dream that never cameA lifetime of loneliness,A terrible vital strainLike living in vain.Lovelessness,So bad!So very sad,The NenufarOr white water LilyAs it is better known,Also floats alone,Impalpable and intangible,Without, a love of its own,And Intimates,The power of sadnessFor it too, feelsEndless loneliness.As it flows,In search of a love,It…
Fine linens and White sheets,
Beauty is now in retreat,Seems sex ghoulsHave taken over,All the romantic-sweetnessOf Love,It’s overOver and out.Oh how I miss,Those white cliffsOf Dover,And the salty whiteFoam of the SeaThat never againWhite pure will be,As even tears will loseTheir meaning and transparency!As Purity of White is murdered,Taken away forever from humanity.
I love you, you know,
Upon our lives,For you to realize,That love is what’s important,The rest, Who cares?We improvise,What flowers we will plant,What roads down, we will dance,What countries we will speculate upon,Will we study them all, or only one?Who cares?Lovers don’t share, the World’s despair,They live in a shell of their own,Where it doesn’t matter,If their home is made…