Verses that become
Poems,
Lonely hearts,
Caressed
Lonely lives,
Blessed.
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Poetry’s good
Especially,To have a good cry,Invisible tearsThat don’t physicallyAppear,But can be readAnd feltIn black and white.
In the night,
I admire you,I swim in your words,I fly with your words,Like a silver sparrow,Wounded by a golden arrow,I dare not approach the Sun,For fear of being burned.It’s alright,Your light is bright enough,To excite all my tomorrows,Even though, we’ve never met,I’m still,Lovingly yours, tonight,And every night that follows.
Readers of deep messages,
For they are able to feel and see,What no prose can ever beAnd live in perpetual discovery.
The Hand that saves,
For us to chose,It’s called ‘Free Will’
To save a life,
Some happiness,Life so much stress,To show the way,To hold a hand,Give some advise,We bless our land.
Where do you live,
In the shadowyCavernsOf the subconsciousMind?Hiding awayFor fear of beingFound out, butGrowing fonderOf that personEach day,Yet, afraid to beDiscovered,And sent away…These impossibleLoves!These secretsThat are blundersOf the heart,That, without doubtBlock your willLike unexpected thunder,Because you have no controlOver Love,That you can’t liveWithoutAnd may haunt you,Forever!Stealing, the bestYears of your Life.