And sometimes,
In a Lifetime
We don’t even
Know, why.
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Once we are totally robotized,
Will evil still persist,Will Poetry be criminalized?As being too personalized,By that free, ‘subversive’ twist.
Can anything compare
Miraculous and terse,Emotionally nursed,All calming thirstNothing left bareWith only Love,To ever share.
I cleaned a corner of my mind,
And yet deep memories, of a kind,Keep binding me to You,To You, my Life and ever Love,Torn from me with such pain,Lost in the shivering fog of Time,With You, I shall remain.
By some kind of Miracle,
And some of these in a Poem,May be the Loveliest ever heard!
The wisdom,
Of certain poets,Hard to beatIt’s as ifLife and LightFinally meet,Reaching the heart,There to keep.
Her name is Sylvia,
And makes us feel so grandI’m not impressedBy false largesse,But Silvia’s wordsAre, the sincerestI’ve ever known,She makes me feelSo humble,With the thingsShe says,She really thinks,My poetry swingsWhen, it must beOnly, the wind,That sings.So dearest SilviaPlease hearThis, my sincereBequest,‘I now declareThat my life you haveBeautifully enrichedAnd Blessed! ‘