And a lot of talent.
All that makes,
From the start
A Poet a Poet.
Lucky those that find
Your magic words,
That can see, appreciate
The beauty of your heart,
Your feelings and soul.
I know you will go far
Reaching, for the stars
Making them into verses
Of artistic loveliness
And spiritual healing,
For the pleasure of us all,
And a blessing for our hearts.
But why is it today,That everything is upside down,All going the wrong way?I feel like an uprooted tree,My roots up in the air,Witnessing contradictory things,That now are everywhere,The death of beauty and respect,And all that once was fair.
In which inexplicable sensations,Take over,With joy or with sorrow.It’s theses Moments,That make you wonder,What it’s all about?And make so indefinable,Our todays and our tomorrows.
Think of North Korea,That Liars said would never have a Bomb,And What the present, Lying Gang,Does want to sign today.Beware of Liars Bearing gifts,They’ve hidden plenty in their fists,Disaster moves in shadowed ways.
Dreaming of a better WorldThe idealist sees evil blurred,Loving all there is to love,With olive branch,Flies the white Dove
You feed the soul,Accompany,Who cries alone.Of all you speakAnd feel it AllMost lower instinctsIn us, you stall,How not to be in love with you?When Love you write,And are love, too.
With a lot to share,With, loving care.
