We want the love that we were promised,
Even, if by being human,
We can’t always get it right.
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Time destroys so much!
So much that we love,All consumed by Time,But a Flowing Rhyme,You cannot touch,For true Poetry,Has no MasterHas no Time.
Are Laurel and Hardy around?
TV channels with the telephone,Wondering why oh why, can’t I,Everything now is upside down,I too, can crazy things try?Maybe one day,Even run for ‘President’I’m sure I will qualify.
Are poets happy?
An eternal melancholic flower,That takes away the power,To find happiness to share?Always thinking, always thinking,That better Worlds exist,In some fairyland, Somewhere…
It is so painful to see,
Being strangled,Mercilessly.Oh my Country, my Country!How sad can it be,We’ve lost our home,Without fighting,Silently,You and me,In this Country by the sea,Someone came in the Night,And stole our Liberty.
Nothing is pure
Today,Nor meant to, beautifully stayEven love has been beatenAway,By vulgar, animal likeCoupling,That instead of loveIs made of drugsAnd vulgarity,Vile, ugly thingsThat real loveShould never say.There’s nothing good or pure today,When will I learn it’s just that wayMaybe I saw too many films, in whichTrue love would always winBut that’s now gone and far awayAs is…
Very little moves,
Except spontaneous creation,When free of human,Manipulation..Certain Poems,Have it!And when one falls upon One,There is a strangeAnd wonderful flutterOf the Heart,That can make you flyTo regions,Of unimaginable, transparencyThat can only be feltThru LoveParticipating in a dynastyOf intangible and thrillingSensations from aboveSo hard to even describe,The apotheosis,The divine statusOf feeling the immensityOf the Sea,For the first time,Thru…