positive feelings of the most high,
are the signs of peace of mind,
just before a poets writes,
truth flows from the heart ,
from outta the dark,worn feelings apart
honesty reaches for the light,
when in love there is no such thing as,
wrong or right,

the soul of a creation,
lies in the path of emotions,
what inspires devotion
has nothing to do with illusions ,
or schemes of grander,
when faced with slander,
loose lips seeking ships,

what we seek is a everyday need,
more meaningful than free,
and that is unity in all that we are,
a poet picks up his pen,
to write the rhymes again,
simplicities complex ed,
complex ed simplicities,,
round and round and round,
till we reach the speed of sound,
my love take my hand let me lead you there,
in the eye of creation,hides mystification's,
provably cause both near and far,
and that is unity in all that we are,
devotion,honor the person,
devotion,opens all doors closed,
when along,or even in a crowed room,
a poet will take his pen,
and write all feeling within,
exotic,political,
religious,mystical,
for a poet never knows,
just when will inspiration blow,
a full heart run away mind,
will make him write every time,
a dream unending ,new beginnings,
of passions unyielding,to flames of desire,
higher,and higher,
creativity takes hold of the soul,
trying to reach where spirits soar,
unrealistic,the pen can be so masochistic,
a friend to poetic,,
or the sweet pro-claimer,
of the end of the journey,
long lost friend ,of loving again,
a poet will take his pen,
to paint a picture of a dream,
when real it all seems,,,peace wizthom,copyrights@08 wizthom


LOVE IS THE FORCE ,THAT RULES US ALL,,