Poems About Love
Courage is a trait most desired;
everyone longs to be brave;
they want all others inspired;
by the way they choose to behave.
When a situation presents itself;
they all think they’ll spring into action;
they intend to jump down from the shelf;
ignoring any other distraction.
But the
…Most view beauty as conventional;
physicality; what they think it to be.
True beauty is interdimensional;
far more, than what eyes can see;
Eyes can only see what we think;
for thought is reality’s everything;
energy, is the oxygen we drink;
giving sustenance to our king.
Beauty and Love
…You may not believe that it’s true;
but, you’re inside; looking out;
take the time to think it through.
What is this reality about?
Perception’s merely a form of thought;
and thoughts are never the same;
a whirl of energies, to this, brought;
all in the Master’
It’s all synchronicity, my dear one;
whether for worse or for better;
ever since all life had begun;
our souls are wedded together.
We are not all separate entities;
as we all supposed it to be;
instead, we’re forms of divinities;
servants to the Master; yet free.
It’
…Where have you gone, oh loves long last?
How quickly the present becomes the past.
And all those thoughts that I hold dear,
transformed into memories, a sob, a tear.
You left me here for a place called there.
In earth no more is found your lair.
This physical place,
Thinking back throughout my years;
reminiscing about all that has been;
assessing all of my laughter and tears;
I wish I could do it over again.
Surely, it seems, I could have done better;
so very many mistakes that I’ve made;
I wear my past, like an undersized sweater;
A terrible plague spread worldwide;
casting it’s reign of terror;
all logic, has been cast aside;
except by those who care.
This plague is a disease of mind;
and Evil is its name;
reality’s become redefined;
Evil deserves the blame.
Evil does more than steal and kill;
he
Behold the gift of Purpose;
what is to be your call?
Once it seems to surface;
it’s the greatest gift of all.
Lacking purpose, what is the goal;
your very need of existence?
Reasons are the core of the soul;
it’s why we have persistence.
Tho purpose is
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