Love is irrational,
Can’t be defined.
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You can have the best brain,
But if you’re not inspired,And feel a deep emotional elation,Whatever you write,Will not cause great sensation.The purity, the miracle of Poetry,Truly comes from Inspiration.
When certain words and thoughts break Reason,
There’s an Explosion and a lesion,That cuts right thru an unknown zone,These are the great Poetic Visions,The sounding paintings, Metaphors,And words that cross just every Season,And leave you richer than before.
Life is a Tragedy
And yet, we hold onEver, so sadly.
The Horizon,
As lovers, and discover each other,Where Life perhaps begins.Oh what Bliss,To capture this unique moment,As Love opens its secret flower,And we relish the little happinessThat dreaming and poetry,To our blue horizon, brings
I know the Earth,
But why is it today,That everything is upside down,All going the wrong way?I feel like an uprooted tree,My roots up in the air,Witnessing contradictory things,That now are everywhere,The death of beauty and respect,And all that once was fair.
Remembering
When Spring was youngAnd new,Is painful from the very start,No longer is it true.My days go by,In one big sigh,As empty as can be,Sometimes, I just sit down and cry,My heart, an escapee,For nothing of that love remains,Today, a memory.