Was only a dream
But the one
I wanted most!
No, I cannot boast
Of a happy life.
Nor will I compromise
With the pretense
Of otherwise,
Not having met you
Was always
The emptiness
I felt,
At each,
Lonely, Sunrise.
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‘You didn’t write That! ‘
The rhymes to Mother Goose,The pen, pencil and paper,Were made by slave labor,‘Oh My God! , and I thought,My thoughts were mine,And my feelings too’But No! That’s wrong,According to the ruling clowns,NOTHING, belongs to you.
Everything changes,
With us, voluntarily,Or against our will,How impotent we are!How terribly weak!We can’t even control,The happiness we seek.Call it Destiny or Fate,We seek in vain the noble key,That might set our human spirit free,However we are tributary,To what we cannot see,Something, somewhere, maybe?Called Destiny.
Classical music,
In my head,What pleasures lie aheadAnd still await me!So I find the orchestralPiece,Play and Listen,Never disappointingAlways upliftingEven if heard,Many, many timesSurely,Interpretation counts,As excitement mounts.Classical Music,Adoring,Exploring, new worldsOf feelingsThat in delirious abstractionKeep shifting.Uplifting, melting away,RealityFeeling new sensations,Of elevation, incredibly,Until then, unknownWe travel, melodiouslyFlown, to another GalaxyWhere dreams, keep existingAnd Beauty, is still known.
The best moments
Those you neverWill forget,When love opensThe best momentsThat you never,Will regret.
Fun time is,
How we are still standing as a Nation,When we have candidates like Hillary,That are political abominations,But it really is No fun to see,How decadent and in decline we are,Crumbling away as a Nation,When at one time,Not even the stars seemed too far.
We loved each other
Ever dared,Down to the verySoul of one another,More than any other,Ever cared.