On our feelings does impose,
A purity, a peace that glows,
That only Nature can compose.
A Rose does impose,
Beauty,
Thru visual power,
Symbolizing,
Love,
Therefore being,
Poets and Angeles,
Favorite flower.
On our feelings does impose,
A purity, a peace that glows,
That only Nature can compose.
A Rose does impose,
Beauty,
Thru visual power,
Symbolizing,
Love,
Therefore being,
Poets and Angeles,
Favorite flower.
It does consumeBut never wrongI love you nowLike in the past,A love so deep,Can only last.
You do not like your enemyWhom you will never loveNo matter what is taughtNor what people will try to sayPlease, lets not be hypocritesAnd pretend, we love ‘everyone’All the time, and every single day.
So much hate,So very little love,That’s why we have to askWho assassinatedPeace’s sweet darling Dove?
But please don’t stifle,That inner glow!
Why I’m always asking why,Maybe it’s just not to cry,At the impossibility,Of really knowing, why.
And I say,Pity, please!Good poemsAre like flowersWhose perfumeWill not cease,That you can readAt leisure,May bring youCertain pleasure,Even one dayBe treasureThat helpsA lonely heartFind peace.