Love has the power,
That even Silence can’t revoke.
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Our Moods,
Fly in, fly outDiscovery,Always Doubt,A lifetime of StudiesAnd still, no routeWe know NothingReally!Of what Life,Is all about.
When you love someone
All for yourself,They are your pearl,Your handsome photograph,Your joy,The precious lightOf life itself.And if ever that true love,Is lost,Your existence fades awayAnd melts,You are only half alive,In a withering worldOf constant painWhere only tears will thrive.
Poetry,
That make you think.Poets are not only,Paper and Ink.
Oh promise me, oh promise me!
If you don’t want me, I won’t go,For loving you is all I know,I’ll stay around, just like a Tree,And shade my sadness, silently,You see what you have done to me,Now I’m your slave and you are free!
The Age of Fools,
More we progress,More we’re harassed,With Falsehoods told,To Young and Old,As pockets line,Themselves with gold,And we are fooled,Not once but twice,Which really isn’tVery Nice!
Poet Dreamer of the Sea,
Visit lofty stars, the moon,Sing compassions deep felt tune,Open butterfly’s cocoon,Rosebuds in your hands make bloom,Give mind wings and spirit too,Share the love that lives in you,Poet Dreamer of the World,Above all, make yourself heard.
Ever dared,
Down to the very
Soul of one another,
More than any other,
Ever cared.
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There’s no love without pain,
For Love does not exist,A complicated feeling,With a problematic list.There is no simple Love,There is no perfect Love,Yet Love gives Life the meaning,It’s always in search of.You are my life’s great feeling,The Love, I love the best,With you my pain starts healing,Don’t care about the rest.
I’ve seen a sunset
Liquid gold,I’ve sailed the oceans,To project a lifeSo empty,Artic circlesWere less cold,I’ve climbedBare mountains,Thinking I wouldEasily find,Rarefied airThat makes all love,Seem kind,Yet all I foundWas thinning oxygenThat made it difficultTo breath,And get of LifeThat thrilling holdThat only, LoveCan give,Not being forcedOr even told.
Writing emotions,
In pathetic prose,Flowery words get in the wayThat’s how it goes,I need the moving dramaOf a loving, dying roseTo paint and move the panorama,As emotion. mounts and grows.And I’m not a Novel writer,Too much time spent,For this slow driver.Emotionally,It’s instant,What affects me,Not time resistant,Must come out,Right away,For in me,Tranquilly,It will not stay.
Sometimes,
Words come,Adventurous dance,Elliptical gyrations,Fascination,Poetic World,What a chanceTo embrace you,Sometimes willingly,Sometimes, by mere chanceBut always a Miracle,This Poetic DanceVoyage in verse,Dancing with words,Loving this land!I can tillWith heart and hand.
In the spirit of humanity,
And it will never die!Woven lace of feelingsThat sometimes, even,Softly,Makes you cry.
Life sometimes
A tragedyWaiting to happen,Profit,From good momentsWhen you can,Cultivate,Love and BeautyLend a hand,After all,Those areThe blessingsThat in LifeCount and reallyReally, matter.
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Left!
Except, the regret
Of never having met!
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Like a flower without nectar,
Like an ocean in commotion,Without Love the human dies,For love is beauty in motion,And the sharing of deep ties,Deeper than the deepest ocean,Limitless as are the skies.
I saw you there,
I could love,No one else, but you,Your Soul appeared,In one big Smile,That sent me drifting,Down the Nile,Into a Sea of happiness,That only I could see and bless.All this was but a Fantasy,A dream of false Imagery,I know so well, you don’t love me,And yet as sad as this may be,I love you so, and always…
The things we feel,
Sometimes may cause,Utter dismayBut do we ever learn the songHow to correct?So much that’s wrong.
I simply write,
Not birds in flight,I cling to them,They warm my lifeWith feelings deep,So many memoriesI must keep.We travel close,My words and I,They are my hankyWhen I cry,An so I tryTo pay them backWith all the loveThat they deserve,I care for themAs for a child,So sweet, so tenderAnd so mild,I write them downAnd we, converseAs friends would…
Music,
The one you cannot see or touch,Except with your heart.
Like in a trance,
Surrounding Glory,Of images, of feelings,That emerge like,Scintillating lightsIn spurts, that hurt,Like giving birth,And then, your poetic childIs born, it’s there,He’s gloriously ‘fair’And he becomes yours,Forever, to share,In every breath you take,And you slowly,Glide away together,Like, pure white Swans,In Love, floatingUpon Life’s Crystal Lake.
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Like moon loves night
With romantic rapture
Emotional delight,
With the purity of forever
With the passion of ‘leave me never’
With the force of heaven’s height,
A Love that words alone,
Cannot fully describe
So deep, so ours,
In the light of day
Or the sweetness of night.
A love like no other,
That yearned to stay vibrant
Perpetually alive, perpetually bright.
We just loved each other, with all our might
And that was enough, to make life just right.
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The Mass Illusion
That we are basicallyGoodBut in us lies,The trapThat we can so easilyBe fooled.Fooled and taken overBut!If we are so easilyTrappedMay it not beBecause our intelligenceHas been clouded over,By devils making of usSaps,And then, running us over!Food for thoughtCannot be gottenWith food stamps,Because we all needTo be reeducated,By the truth,The World over.
Do we ever know
Are we too close or much too far,Do we over analyze,Our thoughts, our desires,Our trembling hearts,That catch on fire?Do we ever fully appreciate,Love, that’s not desire?Are the answers in the Wind,Or in Life’s changing attire?Does our curiosity ever expire?Or are we like hungry children,Always looking for answers thru,Gates that are tightly wired?
Imagine
Painters, Artists ofImagery,There’d be no warsFor behind closed doorsSo busy, sculpting Dreams,We all would be.
There are no ‘scandals’
That decide what’s right or wrong,They’re by far a ‘Motley Crew’,And in Amazement, People say.‘Who, Knew? ‘
Bad winds are blowing,
Excesses, accumulating,Truly out of hand,Those responsible,For them, no reprimand,Many things are crumbling!Very hard to understand,How those now who have power,Have been making wrong decisionsRoughly written in the sand.