It can create inexplicable bliss.
Bless the days
And the nights
Of the true Poet.
For spreading,
Love, Dreams
And Light
While fighting schemes,
Will be forever,
His holy write.
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The Purity of Snow,
So pure, it even hurts inside,Like love that in the morn is born,And saves us from Life’s bitter thorn.
I write what I feel
Never have we partedWithout saying, goodnightOne and the same,My words and I,Would not want to fake itIt would be like treasonAnd saying,Goodbye.
The thirst for learning
Conducts us downAn open roadFor us to chose,The way to goThe doors to open,Thoughts to flowDiscovery enriches LifeMore than we thinkMore than we knowThe richness alsoThe delight,Of learning furtherIs our might,A rose that opensEveryday,A ray of light,An open bayThe sea of knowledgeOpens wide,A glorious power,Life’s best fight.
I may have cracked too many egg shells,
Not done much conventionally,Burned too many stars,Not blown my horn,But I never counted or sold my dreams,And I lived some that were definitely mine,And even though I never found you,I know that if I had,Our life together would have been sublime.
UNBELIEVABLE,
While so many blind fools open,Destruction’s Gate!
Life is short and precious,
Some have powers to work hard,Upgrade our life and land,But all is based on profit,And greed is in command,Pity we can’t play it straight,And still hold winning hands.