Strange life

On a Journey, old and new,We have come far, aloneBut have helped many others too,Now we must continue forward,Our Renaissance is long overdue,Now, it’s time to Stop cooking,The ‘politically correctness’ stew,Recapturing the courageous light,That from Democracy, we always drew.

Thru Life’s summer and winter,What’s lost is lost,With the flow of TimeChoices are few,Till the final ‘adieu’.

Such powersOf perception,Of sensitivePerfectionAnd magnetic flow.Meeting you in person,Would be like findingSomething, very essentialAnd the warmest human glow.There is no doubt,You are fascinatingCharmingly clever,And someone, I wouldReally love, to know.

And want you always by my side,I know you understand,You also know that Love is All,Not just a footprint in the sand,I know you understand,That at the same time,Love hurts and can be weak,Held together by a mere strand,Of Passion, that is grand,That fills the heart,Your life and your land,But that must be taken care…

Spring Time,When, we were happiest together,As Winter’s cold retreated,March sang its Spring Time Song,Slowly, then fury, excitementAll around us, new life was born,But this year, it’s sadly different,Gone for me all the excitement,You’re no longer by my side,And all love is gone without you,Life is but an empty ride.I remember days of rapture,When togetherness was…

From time to time,From cruel realityIt should not be ourOnly homeDream a little,Live and loveLike the RoseWhen detached,From its thornsLife is too shortFor trivialities,What you love,You should own.