Poems About Love
Your will is the essence of all you imbue;
asserting, all you think, see, and feel;
the internal blueprint of all that is you;
that, which, lays claim you’re real.
Your will is at the very core of the soul;
over such, even death holds no power;
a sense
As actors on the grand global stage;
a backdrop change with each act;
we have scripts; are ready to engage;
interchanging illusions with fact.
Much mediocrity plays out on stage;
actors often forgetting their lines;
still, doing their very best to engage;
by plays in life, all reality’s defined.
Reality’s an infinite, eternal landscape;
in which, all lives reside;
a house, from which, none can escape;
even those who’ve tried.
We currently live in one of its rooms;
a separate reality, it seems;
tho we think, past and future, looms;
they’re a part of present’s
The Master warned that evil be resisted;
espescially egredious, was capitulation;
for the evil one, must never be assisted;
no matter what, may be the situation;
Some evil ones are easy to resist;
for they never even bother to hide;
others masquerade to gain our assist;
hiding their evil inside.
I don’t need to spread my sorrow;
there’s already enough to go round;
when I awaken upon the morrow;
grumbling, before my feet hit ground.
I don’t need to complain about anything;
an abundance of complaints exists;
besides; what good will complaining bring;
only more and more
Loneliness is a special time; a season;
for deepening growth of the mind;
higher knowledge is sought for a reason;
that reality be ultimately defined.
Loneliness brings with it much sadness;
for our mind tends to wander to the past;
allowing such, can lead us to madness;
our minds know,
Wisdom comes on the wings of Sorrows;
Knowledge sought; in the Depths of Despair;
Futility looms, in Todays and Tomorrows;
Love’s always seeking someone to Care.
Why must Wisdom and Pain be aligned;
and Todays wait for Tomorrows;
is such arrangement, how reality’s designed,
with Destiny as the
No matter what I’m supposed to feel;
there are a few I still really hate;
I know it sounds bad; but let’s get real;
for I’m sure, even you, may relate.
There are some, who’ve made life unliveable;
I despise and loath them so.
I’ve
