Life’s
Bitter bells of solitude,
Indulge in lonely sounds
That moan like pain,
The air is clear
But without cheer,
As hopeless love
Cries one more tear.
As lonely love
Just colors grey
One more day,
One more year….
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In the scary pallor of our everyday lives,
In which inexplicable sensations,Take over,With joy or with sorrow.It’s theses Moments,That make you wonder,What it’s all about?And make so indefinable,Our todays and our tomorrows.
Delving deep into the sense of being,
There, an open Sky lies, seeing,Much more than the flight,Of a single bird.
It’s not what
As much asWhat you feel.Poetry,Expresses,FeelingsThat no longerThe heartCan conceal,Making us free,Never afraidTo feel or to beWho we really are,Who we really,Can be,The sky has no limit,I love you,Poetry!
Let me fly into the wind,
From a Life that once was whole,But is no more, sweetness flow,Let me rest the ‘stop and go’Of a World I do not know,I no longer can resist,All the problems that exist.I am tired, weak and old,I’ve experienced things, twofold,Now it’s time to have some rest,Hope I really did my best?
Not
In their bodies,All writhing snakeAnd double crossingRat, lying, flatInto empty, sacNow tell meFrankly!Would you,TranquillyVote,For MonstersLike that?
Poetry,
Or steep it in a cupAs if it were English tea,It’s there or it isn’t,There is no recipe.