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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Orphaned and loveless,
The sky took pity,As the starlight went by,The Night was sadness,More than the Day,No one to love,No one to say,‘You’re green lovely tresses,Enchant me today’Orphaned and lonely,The Willow tree criedHaving only the pondAt it’s lonely side,No one to love it,To call its own,Loneliness kills,As you turn to stone.The Weeping Tree’s roots,Became weakened and broken,Never a…
Where do our verses come from?
From our deepest within,From love and not sinFrom compassion for all,As good feelings, they win.To create, to write,Whatever art you may practice,Feeling is key,No feeling, no art work,That can communicate,The artist’s sincerity.
In the desperate silent hours,
Loneliness devours towers,And there is no place to hide.
Every tree grows differently,
Every person is a World,From the smallest to the tallest,Who are we to judge what others,Do or feel, as if absurd?Respect the Liberty,Of our individuality,That makes us be a Person,Not just a thing you see.
How do you get ‘fifty vitamins’,
I can’t help but think,That as most everything,It’s a Fake!
Giving vent to one’s frustrations,
It alleviates sensations,That so deeply you may feel.