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Prose and Poetry,
A Tree and a Red Rose,Pillars of society,Communication grows,Prose sustains our culture,Poetry our pose,As Dreamers and Abductors,Of word, seduction growsAs feelings rightly flow.Prose can tell long stories,Of human interaction,While Poetry finds Love,The superior satisfaction.There is no competition,For the tools are quite the same,Both are born from same affliction,To purge the soul in vain,And the writer’s…
I put my faith in Poetry,
I know that she is purity,Feelings reject obscurity,I put my love in Poetry,She’s never disappointed me.
It’s all about Feeling,
It’s all about Caring,You and me,It’s all about Dreaming,Infinity,It’s all about Painting,A Scarlet Sea,It’s all about Loving,So endlessly,It’s all about Living,Decently,And yet, Finally,It’s all about Nothing,So you see,We are not controlling,Our Destiny.
Without a word
So much expressed,With looks of Love,That say it best.
Very little moves,
Except spontaneous creation,When free of human,Manipulation..Certain Poems,Have it!And when one falls upon One,There is a strangeAnd wonderful flutterOf the Heart,That can make you flyTo regions,Of unimaginable, transparencyThat can only be feltThru LoveParticipating in a dynastyOf intangible and thrillingSensations from aboveSo hard to even describe,The apotheosis,The divine statusOf feeling the immensityOf the Sea,For the first time,Thru…
I love Poetry,
It has of language,Every human mood,And should be by allLoved and understood.