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What will we be tomorrow,
A Robot or a Sparrow?A Soul without a dream?Or even Be? Tomorrow!
You were mine
As you deserved to be loved,There was this charisma about you,That inspired more than love.I never told you this,For fear that you would laughAnd leave me standing thereLike a passenger without a fare,Who had missed the bus.You never did feel the same way,So we drifted far apartWhere the land is dry,And the sea is grey,And…
I know nothing,
Where you come fromWhere you have your home,An yet, I have learnedTo love you by your wordsBy the feelings shown,I keep you in my heartWhere this love was born,Said the strangerTo a poem,Written by author,Unknown.
By all means, search Truth!
On your side,For life’s good ride.Ignorance is Not Bliss,The more you know,The more you can combatThe stony path you find,The Evil that exists,Not with your fistsBut principally with,An illuminated open mind.Truth, Love, Peace, Light,Worth the fight!
Actually,
What can you changeWith a Rhyme?But since Time,Means nothing to me,I shall waste of itAs much as I want,Writing Poetry.
Art just as Poetry,
There is but feeling and sincerity,That must flow, so naturally,So that the work of art or poem,Can truly Be.