To speak their feelings
Of love tender and so sweet,
Eyes that speak
Their own incredible language
That describes love at its peak.
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Fraud politics!
The worst of the worstHow many thousandsOf years does it takeFor the Truth, to ever rule?Instead of lies, abuseAnd tears.
Great Poetry,
The One written by the soulWhere every word,Every verse counts,The one that escalatesThe highest mountAnd then comes downEnrobed in beauty and grace,Needs no idolatryNo matter how oldOr new it is,It stands on its own two feet,Proud, beautiful and sweet,Like new nectar found,Waving the bannerOf Victory, never defeat.
A poem is what poem is,
Just like a kiss,With love and great sincerityA poem is what bliss should be.
No matter how hard,
It’s only the Eyes,That can express.The fullness, the totality,The inexpressibility,Of what true Love can really be,No words, just looks communicate,The warm embrace, the tenderness,The feelings no words can express,The eyes translate into caress.
What Is going On!
CIVILITY,GONE!Like screamingHYENAS.Opposite political sidesATTACK,Each other.No longerA civilized CountryJust a raw NIGHTMARECreated by thoseWho want to runFor office,To have POWER,Complete CONTROLAs they breakOur backs,And DESTROY, ALL!Conclusion:RESPECT, CIVILITYHYENASATTACKNIGHTMARE,POWERCONTROL,DESTROY, ALL.
How many clocks
Alarms,Have you sold today?How many eras, lives, monumentsWars, civilizations, lovesHave passed,Before today,They speak about killing TimeBut Nobody canI Hate TimeIt steals Everything Away!