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When the Moon is Green,
I’ll still remember you.When all is said,And life has bled,I’ll still remember you.No life is full,There is no rule,That tells us who to love,So therefore, dear,Let’s make this clear,You’re still my only Love.
It’s over,
I no longer seek answers,Only Peace.My fatigue is great,As if I were a fireplaceWhere all of life’s logs have been burnt,One by one,Seeking the fire of knowledge,And still,I know nothing,From whence I come?To where I shall go?However, the Search is overNow, I must rest my weary self,My tired stepsAnd give up,Trying to find love,In Love…
A poem can express
Love, sadness,Distress, happinessAll in one,And at the same timeThe spirit bless,With the belovedUniquenessOf a caress.
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.
Not all is bad,
Lending others a hand,This is not charity but encouragement,For what made this country great,Was creativity, entrepreneurship, bravery,Believing in better days, working hard,Taking a chance, building dreams,Reaching mountains, sewing seams,Wanting to make lives better,Never let this dream grow old,Be controlled, by black hearted feudal lords,Do not let the handcuffed story of the Middle Ages,Ever in this…
How beautiful the Tree that Spring has flowered,
No words can thus describe the beauty uttered,By Nature’s secretive and boundless, well.