They’ve lied to us,
Since kingdom come.
So once again,
All will be fooled,
And badly schooled,
Till Thinking will go numb.
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Life’s incomplete,
Unless you haveWith whom to shareWhat palpitates in you.The old, the past,The present tooAll new emotions,Not thought thru,Those special ones,That stay with you.With whom to share,The joys, the cares,All small, big things,The hope that sings,Happiness brings,A salty breeze,There by the sea,And all the love,That is in me.No one is there,For me to share,My fears, my…
So sweet, the music
No normal soul,Its melodiesCan easily resist,And floutingDancing,With its wordsSometimes,We even canSo slightly,FeelA little tremorThat momentarily,The lonelinessFrom hearts,Makes disappear.
I love all Art,
When I no longer feel alive,I see great paintings and revive,Or watch a classic, flowing film,That lights the room however dim.I love all Art,For art is life,All that we carry way inside,The best of life’s spiritual riteThat moves our sentimental tideAll that transcends and reaches wide,That brings us close and so to findThe link between…
Do you know down deep inside you?
You’re the deepest, living feeling,That has ever lived in me,All my feelings, All together,Now belong in your caress,Tell me that you feel the same way,So my life, it can then be blessed.
Poets work like Busy Bees.
All they want is to reach others,Make their days a bit more sunny,I assure you from experience,They’re not in it for the money.
A poet,
Big broken heart,There is nothing,Sadder than that.All it wanted was loveBut it was denied,Even that,So they were to find him,Gone,Drowned,In his own tearsMentally strangled,By the loveHe never found,By the love,He never had.