Destinys are wrought A Poet
To live and yet not live
To live a lifetime and yet
Julie
by a single glance
and a shaking
hand
traced down a spine
which reacts to every
tender touch
and lips that tremble
as they are kissed
to a
breathlessness
that brings the
brightness to the day
and the
light
to shine ever more
And the bonds are
tightened
and
the trust is
deepened
and the soul
that rejoices in
the
newfound freedom
of a friendship built
in honesty of
a
truth that can not
be denied for it
shines
from each
others
eyes for both to see
Alone
The cool
breeze caresses
my face.
Putting my hands up to
touch the wind.
It merely blows through
my
fingers.
Leaving me alone with
my thoughts
As you have done.
To have known the joy and
Sensed the great tragedies
That this world offered.
And still has to offer.
To have known love,
To have forgiven hatred.
Ah, the great poets of the past,
The unknown authors of lost ages,
What they sensed they
Wrote and immortalized.
Not grasp it meaning.
The mysteries of life veiled,
Oh what agony the heart that is leashed.
You live your life with sincerity
And calmness
Missing by a second that eternal
Happiness.
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