From the very depths of soul,
A sweet lament,
A worded perfumed, sentiment
That softly vents
The feelings way inside,
Expressing what we can
No longer hide.
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In the Golden Trellis of Life.
I want to fill the EarthWith Song,Grateful melodies,Alive!For All that Love,And do no wrong.
Those who have
For the rest of their lives,Frustrated, they’ll beIt’s like being a planted seed,But never becoming a tree.
Swimming in the mud,
Dirty,21st century clad,A pool of idiots screaming,Wolf!But acting like swine,And We?Pickles in brine,With no crunch left,Cowards!Drowning in vinegar and salt,As insults fly,As Dreams and Country die,Need we ask, Why?
Very few poems are happy,
Very few poets are happy,That’s why on poems they feast.
To love and not to have,
There is no sadder love,Than one you have to hide.To love and to have not,In pain have to decide,If life was just a game,Not really worth the ride.
Today, We are:
‘He’ and ‘She’ hardly exist,We are rather more an ‘It’,Not to insult, so that All fit,Today, Yes, I get it, Okay!But make money and your hit,Criticized and later bit,And put in the frying pan.Wish there were a better plan,Social Justice, what a joke!That’s just lots of empty talk,While our World goes up in Smoke.