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I don’t write,
And my feelings sometimes,Translate into song,Always searching,Right from wrong.
The ups and downs,
Who can predictThe sharpness of life’s knife?At times so sad and quick.So profit of good timesYes, those tender,Happy momentsWhen all is wellAnd love does spell,Its lovely song in rhymes.
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Where Lies and Scandals flourish,And No One is to blame.
A poet’s dream can reach up high,
Thus go to regions, yet not met,Where feelings become transparent,So therefore we must not forget,Another name for Poetry,Could very well perhaps, just be,Imagination that is free.
Poetry,
That laidThe Golden Pen.And We,Don’t even know,How or When.
The look that makes you
The longitude of Love’sSweet heart,The kiss that touchedThe eager lips,Who’d want in lifeMuch more than this.