And as long as heart
And language exist,
A source of joy, love and peace,
No favoritism intended,
But good Poetry
Can also be
A life’s new lease.
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To be lost in a clouded world of thought,
No today and no tomorrow,Nada,No memories to speak of,Just numbness and gray rain,Nothing to lose,And Nothing to gain.
Love so abstract,
All Life’s pains,It can defeat,If you are lucky enough,To posses the One you Love.
Do we deserve non-evolving government?
Where the Dictator, kills all drive,And all have to pay their fare share?
Politics, you make me Sick,
Always lying. fooling. prying,Knitting chains around our wrists,You’re a Curse, no benefits.
A poet’s love
Than evenPoetry.Hard to describeHow emotions arriveWith such different,Intensity,For a poet’s loveDoes defy,All of realityWanting to be, even more,Than poetry can ever say,Or love can ever be.
What is a Poet?
A soft spoken butterfly?That has no guide,Of where to fly,A constant Dreamer,Mortified,By stale Events,That are Glorified!So many Planets!Poets have theirs,For they really think,Stars do have stairs,That they can climb,And with time,Become pure Rhyme!So if you want to live a Lie,Become a Poet,Now you know Why.