Poems About Love
Shallow Passions
Passion is the force of the energy of love;
that which gives life all its meaning;
created, first, in the thought world, above;
its light, to the lower world, streaming.
Passions were stirred by the breath of life;
all, generated in the garden, above;
fueling the faith to
Tears
There’s nothing like them, in all the world;
crocodile tears; filling each eye;
eyes filled; love’s beauty, unfurled;
all happening, whenever you cry.
We think we are sad whenever we cry;
but that certainly isn’t all true;
most men resist it; they’d rather die;
than
The End Times
We’re in a world where truth can’t abide;
where evil claims the mantle and crown;
soon, there will be no more space to hide;
evil’s tides will make this world drown.
Unfortunately, very few people possess vision;
understanding, what’s going on;
evil takes
If I Could Only Be
If I’d be a healer in your life;
sparing you all it’s wrath;
removing a bit of your strife;
healing your troubled past.
If I’d only make you smile;
your pressures; all release;
you’d feel good for a while;
and your
If I Could Only Disappear
If I could suddenly just disappear;
become a mere tear in your eye;
eliminating your sorrows and fear;
never again, making you cry.
If I could, somehow, transform to a thought;
and become a mere figment of your dreams;
imagine the joy and pleasure to
The Pearl
A seed was planted in an ocean bed;
a minuscule grain of sand;
the sand ended up in an oyster, instead;
that was the way it was planned.
Remember reality is all within Thought;
there is no true physical ocean;
a physical illusion, by Light, was brought;
for
Intention
Is reality merely a meandering flow;
returning to where it began;
does it have a particular place to go;
or, just go wherever it can?
Is destiny a form of godlike intention;
a path that none can erase;
or, does man decide in this dimension;
and attempt to take
The Destiny Of Free Will
Free will was granted to life, at birth;
its how all were meant to be;
Destiny sent us to a place called earth;
to learn what it means to be free.
The kingdom above was a world of thought;
where nothing could be concealed;
rebellion
