There’s no escape,
Lies don’t go far.
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No one is really
EverythingSooner or laterIs put intoPersonal gear,We are self-centered,Selfish, egotistsThat is clear,Even if ‘socialism’And brotherhood,Are occasionallyCheered!
You thrill me, chill me,
Love fills with grace,The empty space,Of many Worlds.
Never cut the airy wings,
They can really, highly fly,Encompassing so many things,That can lead to our salvation.
Sometimes,
Misunderstood,Thrown in a corner,No can, no could,No love, no would,Alone,Who should,Go on?Pity,Those loveless ones,All Alone,In moonless ponds.Waiting for the sun.
Hobbling along,
Wounded in my Soul,Hit by an invisible arrow,Pain is so personal,Disappointed,Not anointed,Not happy at all,In pain,In my distress,Silence, my only caress,Silence, my only friend,That loves me the best,But cannot feel my pain.Nor help me become happy again.
Alone,
For the World,No one consoles,Not even songOf lonely bird,Sustains me, holds me,So absurdIn this Inferno,Called ‘our’ world.
To Be,
Nurture, good feelings
Peace, stability,
Love is the best feeling
Followed by sincerity.
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Music, language, thought,
Thrives in Poet’s heart,Comes from secret spark.
The strange World of Poetry
So much hurt and nothing changed,All clouds return as summer rainAll vital claims, disclaimed.
Sometimes I feel like a clock,
We have two hands too,Time affects us all so much!It’s Life that unstoppably moves,From beginning to end,Messages sent,Loves that are bent,Testing our fortitude,Time that is spent,Forging our livelihood.We all move in Time and Space,Let’s make our lives meaningful,Hands working with creative grace,Not fabricating thorns but lace.
No one can touch the heart
He plays well his partStanding up for his art,Writing, Love’s secret plan.
Swimming in the mud,
Dirty,21st century clad,A pool of idiots screaming,Wolf!But acting like swine,And We?Pickles in brine,With no crunch left,Cowards!Drowning in vinegar and salt,As insults fly,As Dreams and Country die,Need we ask, Why?