No matter what,
We’re always,
Looking for trouble!
The word ‘Peace’
Must be something,
Some fool
Found in the rubble.
After,
We’ve destroyed ourselves.
Then, maybe?
We’ll be able
To stay out of trouble!
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Love it,
Poetry can’t just beGlanced at,You’ve gotTo feel itMore than justRead it.
It’s very sad without you,
And all the things about you,Haunt me softly everywhere.It’s very sad without you,Just pain is in your place,I can’t go on without you,The World, I cannot face.The emptiness around me,That you so fully filled,Is now what does surround me,And so it always will
Feeling the Love,
A wondrous poem, made for two,The seven oceans of the sea,Not big enough for this love, beFor it transcends all other love,I’ve ever felt, or will think of,That’s how it was so long ago,And that’s how it shall always be,This Love so deep, this you and me.
All good things come to an end,
But what message does it send,When the ending eventsHardly bothers others?Today,It’s decline without end,Of values, feelingsNothing seems to matter,But to a Few that must gather,Values to defend,Before all decency and goodAre shattered!
Let me tell you,
Not having you near.I know not, night from day,Sadness opens all the way,And the stars live in great fear,That their light might disappear.And this painful love that stays,Just gets sadder everyday,Oh beloved, dearest one,How to live?Now that you’re gone.
Do no harm
You have no rightsUpon their lives,Like they haveNone,To take you on.Do no harmTo others,But if you ever doHurt deep innocenceBy all the starsIn heavenI do swear,You’ll payDearly,For that too.