LOOK OUT
To seek and never find,life
-the tragedy of living;
To see and never find,love
-the tragedy of being;
To seek and never find,faith
-the tragedy of after-life;
To live and never find,art-
to live life without seeing;
To live life sans poetry,
with one-dimensional sight,
without imagination-
life exists in black and white.
Believe,emote and desire
too soon,this life expires.
MY DEAR HEART
No words, can true love express,
nor verse,fine sonnet or song,
the need,the longing to give
to have ,receive and believe;
No touch, can true love relieve,
nor kiss,cuddle or caress
the desire,to quench this fire
to have,receive and believe;
No comfort,can true love keep,
in letter or token lock
this longing need, to believe
reciprocate,and receive.
With thought true love will,in deed
mutual submission cede.