It’s not only talent
But flare
The way of saying things
That deeply, moves
And lights,
Brilliant torches
Everywhere
And bravely does dare
To think
Beyond, the blue horizon
Lifting Poetry,
To that Transparent Region,
Of love and care
Where, at immortality
It stares.
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If the World were more like Poets,
Because at least in simple verses,We share our melancholy.
One life, one dream, one love
How lucky can you beTo strive, to haveThe best arrive,The opportunity,How grateful should we be!
What is fair
It all dependsWho, is doingThe cookingAnd what ingredientsWere put intoLife’s melting pot.Few,Cook the right thingSome like it mildSome like it hotAnd others don’t evenKnowWhat ingredients toPut in their pot.Life is full of bad recipesPlease, be prudentAnd try to chose a good one.
We strive to be the best,
We Poets need to write,So we may live.
Love is my religion,
And it is the vision,Of our earthly peace.If you Love me always,Then, I’ll be at peace,But without you, dearest,Pain will never, cease.Love is my religion,Prayers are newly found,But I am so lonely,If you’re not around.Love is my religion,Poetry, my soul,Music, is completionBrings together, AllLove, music, creation,Summit, Elevation,Purity, doth speak,Deeply, in my religion,As Love with emotion,Reaches…
Only, the Artist wins,
For in his continual quest,Against all human sins,He creates beauty immortal,Light Eternal, in his search,For perfect communication,And vanquishes Time,But beware, Artistic Soul,So many more battles lie ahead,So many more battles, yet to win.