Make believe nonsense,
That never was,
Thus goes life’s circle,
Round and round,
So much trouble,
For nothing found…
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Little does it matter,
Thinking of your smile,That’s how I feel alive,And keep on living,A least, for a little while.
Follow the Lies
To the Truth,When they becomeSo uncouthSo on mud’s sideSo blatantly absurdThey can’t evenBe said, understoodOr heard.And then,Lies will fallBy their own weightAs they presentA most absurdState of affairs,Letting true democracyServe the people,Accions will speakLouder than wordsWith truth and factsThat nobody dare hide!
Poetry Love,
You can’t give it up,It’s the blood of your Life,And the beat of your Heart.
This odd poetic and prophetic
The Soul’s confession,Can’t through it off!It’s like a desperate obsession,Each day, you want and feel more,Annoying procession,That ads up your score
Like in a trance,
Like in a trance,A poem is written,Why?Those are the secretsThat All answers,Defy!
They call Them eccentric,
Poets are strange ones,Always trying to find,The Light in Illusions,That live only in their mind.