When you are unhappy,
there is a sad reflection there.
It goes without saying,
love brings out the best in us.
5 February 2008
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When I was young
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Across the myriad wastelands
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Love maybe a thing of beauty,
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Relief flows over you
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I feel like singing a happy song.
I have the world at my feetand nothing can go wrong.I whistle to myself as I stroll along.Life holds no mysterythat feel I cannot solveand I feel like singingas I wander on my way.25 September 2008
You could paint a sunset,
across a sky of blue.
You could scale the highest mountain,
or sail the roughest seas in a love boat built for two.
You could swim the deepest ocean;
run the longest mile,
paint with the colours of a rainbow,
across the saddest smile.
Because when you are in love,
you can do all these things and more.
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Some music is pleasing to our ear,
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After the First World War
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Sometimes things don’t go as planned
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But when unloved,
You just wither away,
Night never becoming day.
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Poetry is the master.
But who would not drown?Happily,In her fantastic waves.
A Tree,
The breath to give,Humanity,Without our trees,No other Life would be.Yes,The living Trees,Where beauty be,Green Liberty,Reaching on high,The leaves that sigh,Eternity.
‘Against this, Against that’
To please and be in accord,Seems like something erased off,The human genetic board!
Who would tell us that one day,
That Love is stronger than the rest,And always finds a way to nest,Upon Life’s highest, hopeful tree,That with its ever greenery,Says, life is good because we’re we,Not you, not ever lonely me,Together, holds eternity.
Yes, the road to Hell,
Lies from Truth, you cannot tell.
Twists and Turns,
Within us.Who can tell?What really churnsUs, ‘sinners’.