It atrophies,
If you do use it,
You can become unusual.
Worth thinking about,
Open closed doors,
Let in the light,
It’s in your power,
To become really bright.
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Poems are not happy,
They are poignantly sad,Life is also, painfully sad.Happiness,A greeting Card,That can be had,Perhaps?For one fleeting momentThat Never lasts.
They loved each other
Would have ever,Believed,In the eyes of the SunsetThey prayed together,That the otherShould never leave.But as fatalityWould have itGreat LovesNever does DestinyTogether,Keep.Love,So hard to findSo lovingly keptSo easily lost,TheirsEven broughtTearsTo the eyes of those,Who’d never wept!
The more Time passes,
A strange set of circumstances,Surround our History and Life,By now, nobody even knowsWhat is right, nor what is wrongLike in a fog we move, lost,So far away from Home.
Our need for Love,
Much greater than,It is to hate,A Loveless Life,No meaning has,To love, be loved,Is what will last,In Life we have,No other thing,If Love’s not there,Heaven won’t sing,The Song of Love,You want to hear,As hearts embraceYear after year.
I never did,
That deep fulfillment,That sometimes love can give,Making the Earth rounderAnd all around it live.I never had it, did I?The warmth within your hands,That thru touch would introduce me,To non-existing lands.I never even knew you,That you might understand,That my love for you,Was like the trickling,Of the hourglass’s, sand.And still I love you to this dayEven if…
We have language,
Music, Poetry,We’re smartSo,What do we do?Attack othersSteal and plunderHave wars,Produce sadnessDestroy wondersInvent arms,Of annihilatingThunder!Instead of spreadingLove and JoyWe practice,No Pity, no pityNone at allBeing, shamefully,Selfish andThe Cruelest CreaturesOf them all.