It’s just a miracle
We’ve come so far.
Technically,
Incredible.
Humanly,
Despicable.
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A poem has to be,
Distilled with feeling,Beauty, wed.A poem has to be,Alive and freeFull of love, respect, fraternityFor all that lives, for you and meEmbracing all of Humanity,Soaring realms of fantasyWhere Love can live eternally,A feeling that’s called ecstasy,That’s all a poem has to be.
If I could,
The solitudes of my Soul.Would you listen?Would you comfort me?Poetry,So I know, I’m not alone.
Beautiful Roses,
By your thornsThat life is sad,And to pain born,The more you loveThe more you haveTo lose,The more heartsCan be torn,And if you’ve never lovedOr been loved,You’ve never lived, at all.
I want, I want,
Know what you want,And once you have it,Does if bring happiness?Or once it’s yours,You couldn’t care less.
Birds always fly away
As Life and fleeting TimeDo play,Their wistful and nostalgic,Schemes.
Poetry,
In sometimes,So very little spaceBut when goodHeaven,Never goes to waste.