Discover Life’s own sap,
The Wisdom Trees’ potential,
Indeed we want too much,
As Sherlock Holmes might say to Dr. Watson,
‘Not elemental, my dear Watson, not at all elemental.’
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Your charm was
You filled heartsAnd rooms and playsYou became a star,Whose light went farJust because you wereThat way.
I am fabricating buttons,
They will say ‘US is Shoddy’,Over here you’re just Nobody,Finished, ‘au revoir’ Finito.
The Horizon,
As lovers, and discover each other,Where Life perhaps begins.Oh what Bliss,To capture this unique moment,As Love opens its secret flower,And we relish the little happinessThat dreaming and poetry,To our blue horizon, brings
Dearest Poetry,
In this worldOf incessant turmoilYou’re my All.Spread the love,We are supposedTo have,Fill us withThe beauty and the joyComing fromA most transparent region,Far above.
The best thing about solitude,
And maybe some creation do,That keeps you from the brink.
There is nothing fair,
And controls everything,Controls your Life,Like Feudal Lords did,In Communism,The people do the serf’s bid.Beware!History repeats itself,In a most uncomfortable way,Stealing liberty, chocking initiative,Drowning social and individual rights,Yesterday, tomorrow and today.