Knowledge serves as Consolation,
When alone, you’re getting by,
Dries a portion of your tears,
When you begin to cry.
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Another world
This one has fallenOut of grace,All the absurd,Right in our face,The vile and ugly,Such a waste!No honor left,Just pure disgrace,And speak you,Of human respect,That’s also lostIn our Shipwreck.And so we sadly,Move alongCondoning almost allThat’s wrong,Can’t even findA decent song,Where Love can,Make us,Feel at home.
Where does it come from
Life is the Main MysteryOf this planet,That keeps our minds flowing.Wanting answers,Which are never conclusive,As the winds of uncertaintyBlow, elusive.
Short poems are not real poems,
That provoked by deep emotions,You can’t hide within your heart!
Every poem
In minds and hearts,Hoping love,And fertile thinkingWill make us grow,Closer togetherCultivating,Love and feelings,Vocal languageOf the Arts.
Explaining the Inexplicable,
The Universe,Is there a beginning, without an end?Doubt is always in the blend,Curiosity!Our foe or our best friend?
Those who reach,
Of Evil,Are so humanlyIrrelevant!Except for their victims,There, they’re despicableAnd deplorably, unforgettable.