With their toys,
Except from True Love,
The greatest of all joys.
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Poets know what Poets know!
To make them let goOf truth acquiredOr inspired,Honesty in most of them,The goal,Never heard of many poetsWho the welfare of the peopleAnd the freedom of their soulBetrayed or even stole.
So many fine Poets,
Hope everyone realizes,That as long as there is Poetry,Men of good will,Will continue Life’s Fight.
The Political Teams are moving,
They’re certainly doing their best,To destroy the American Dream,‘This one for President,That one too, ‘It’s really a pity,We have to have,Any of you!
With all the pain within me,
No, it isn’t very easy,Melancholic rivers, flow.It’s an anguish that’s persistent,Something I cannot control,It’s an emptiness, insistent,That does not get filled at all.I have looked over the Mountain,And have sailed the Human Seas,Hoping someday I would find you,And you’d be all Love could be.I have looked into the fountains,Of the Arts, centuries old,And still empty,…
For Some,
Feelings come.Poetry can best express,Inner pain or happinessOvercome and blown away,Feeling deeplyIs just that way.
Dust,
In the Dust Bin,We humans fabricate it too,By behaving like Morons,And knowinglyIndulging,In so manyWrong things we do.