What you are,
You can’t change it
Because it comes
From very far
Inside,
Where the you
Looks for you
Hoping,
One day,
To know
Who you really are.
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How ‘Dull’ life would be,
If we’d know right from wrong,If instead of teaching hate,We taught Love, instead,And crime did not mutilate,All those that it has bled.
Our thinking matter moves in constant flux,
Our thoughts and deeds, sometimes human disgrace,Then all is gone, the end of every race.
So many things
So much was left behindThe love not had,The dreams not filledThe words I could notFind…The hands of TimeWill not turn backNo matter, how we tryNor how, loudly we cry.
Life’s silent Paradise
To make it comeTrue,Just me and you.
The enjoyment a Poet gets
Cannot be easily explainedIt’s like an explosion of happiness,Of communicative, intimate finesseDedicated to all Mankind.
Poetry!
You fill our soulsWith words of graceA love no oneCan steal, efface,Not even, Jupiter’sFormidable Thunder!