For Poets leave no stone of life untouched,
And Yes, sometimes Life is sad and hurts so much!
Yet, there are Roses to be grown,
Seas to open, fields to roam,
Roads to discover that lead to Rome,
There is still Hope that humanity,
One day will live in peace,
And that the Whole World will be enlightened,
As once was Ancient Greece
Where there wasNone,But Love,Love givesHappinessThat fulfils life.As two, becomeOne.
Words together, very neat,Arrows pointing at the heart,Piercing swiftly from the start.
The Poet’s life, sweat and tears,Feelings grown thru many years,Dreams, Fantasies, Disappointments,That nobody wants, that nobody hears.
Of all earthly pain,I love you so,And not in vain,I love your creative rain,Without you, lifeWould never be the same,Love would never feel the same.
And how you wereSo very mine,That I will notCannot, forget,The Time,When life was oursAll verse and rhymeWithout regret,That day we metSo long agoNow turned to fog,No place to go…
Someone who taunts me night and day,A most elusive, silhouette.I dream in spaces narrow,Trying to visualize,What this Being is really likeAnd if ever we’ll coincide.But the Shadow escapes me,As soon as the sun does set,And all I have leftIn the silent night,Are the empty dreamsMy lonely heart projects.
