Loving is giving the other,
All the best that we’re made of.
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In this Ugly
World,Of lies and killer beesSome think they can doWhatever,Be haters,Act as demented flees,But Poetry says‘STOP’You have bledBeauty and goodnessLong enough!The time has comeTo put intoleranceAnd cruelty to one sideHave we learned nothingOf all the wars wagedAs fratricide?Cain killed AbelSo long agoAnd we still continueOffering the sameDespicable ride?Till when,Till we kill each other offAnd the Planet’s…
Amargura
Nada llego’ a dar flor,Los poetas viven de ilusiones,Como buenos cobardes que son!BitternessIn the summer of my songsNothing ever flowered,Poets live from illusions,As do, most good cowards.
Who will give in first?
It’s difficult to deny,Secret attractions.Planets Satellites attract,Universally, a well know fact,So why should I not be attracted to you?When you were,The most passionate illusion,I ever knew.And yet,As long as we, live,Our elliptical path,Will never cross,And yet, like memories past,Your fatal attraction, from the start,Was nothing but pain.There are loves,That just will break your heart,Time and…
Another world
This one has fallenOut of grace,All the absurd,Right in our face,The vile and ugly,Such a waste!No honor left,Just pure disgrace,And speak you,Of human respect,That’s also lostIn our Shipwreck.And so we sadly,Move alongCondoning almost allThat’s wrong,Can’t even findA decent song,Where Love can,Make us,Feel at home.
I miss the Ocean,
All the emotion,It may convey,The dancing waves,All tipped in white,And the seagulls game,As they cry in flight.I miss the Ocean,But I miss you more,As Stars weave dreams,That won’t come ashore,For they are made,Of the wind’s ocean sprayAnd so much of our World,Is thus, blown away,For when Love is gone,What’s left to say?
Poets,
Writing dreams,Injustice fighters,Love,Taken to extremesSometimes even,Taking a pauseTo wipe a lonely tearOff, a solitary rose.