Others cleaning out life’s cage,
But it all boils down to this,
Don’t make life, a total miss.
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Nothing moves like a poem,
It remains a living witness,Of how words can turn to Art.
Thinking, thinking
Poets sing theirUseless song,Trying to undoThe knots,To decipherWhat we are,And what we’re not,Never underestimateA poet’s talent,For he tries to singAt least,A truthful song,In this world,Of lies and trufflesWhere we’re lied toMore and more,As we go along.
Inexplicably,
The weirder we get,21st century, irreverence?Wanna make a bet?This century, all past we’ll forget,Plunging us into moral apathy,That one day we’ll regret.
Tell me,
I want to know what makes you tic,What makes you grow and grow,With fondness in my heart,Your image now is not enough,I want to know your Soul,I want to know of you, the All,Your every feeling, great and small.That is what Love is,To love the exterior just won’t do,Love’s rivers run so deeply thru,They must…
It’s sad when you can’t share,
Secrets you don’t dare,Air out, publicly.For even still today,In 21st ‘liberal’ century,Prejudice exists andThere’s a certain way,That changes it resists,You really never know,What changes are accepted,Or by the majority,Simply rejectedFor we are individuals,And cannot think alike,Yet we must be tolerant,And many times accept,Changes, if not harmful,That we don’t really like.
You can scream, rant and battle,
But only Poetry can describe,The hurt of Life’s, sometimes black tide,The birth of every morning’s pride,That gives Life a brand new stride,With the love we cannot hide,The good life we hope to live,All of that,Just a few inspired lines may give,And it’s free from poet’s heart,Where sincerity is art.