That consoles the broken heart,
That’s so human as an Art.
If you know please answer me,
For as much as I have tried,
Don’t exactly know, just why,
She is Beauty’s ever pride.
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I have said what I have to say,
Pleasure to few,But that is what I do,I speak my mind,Do you?
As long as there is Poetry,
For a better WorldWhere joyfully,Some dayLOVE, may,Be fully,Understood.
What a Poem can do,
Of intense communication:Lift you up with a smile,Make you dream for a while,Leave this Earth without wings,Make you see absurd things,Transport you to deep feelings,Written in splendid style,Poems do this and much more,Our inner thinking worlds,They so emotionally explore.
Is Poetry a waste of time?
Is Poetry still read aloud?Is recitation still allowed?Are poets living on a cloud?Just to escape an angry crowd.I know not what the answers are,Poems seem something rare and far,21st Century, misfits,As our society falls to bits.
It’s seeing so many things
It’s sharing handsAnd the Light, everyday,It’s Hearts that trembleOn sight of the other,It’s being together,And nothing else matters,It’s Happiness,More than less,It’s being in love,What else?
Generosity comes from the heart,
It can’t be bought,But Love and Compassion,Are a good start.