Inner turmoil war construction

Fear the state of new bounderies

Cross when self-built wall falls down

Motivation lost or prevented please

Try not enough, welcome to  the letdown


Will another hand guide this clown

And prove more is better and sound

Much to work for, within wrecked frown

There is much love all around


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Comments

despite everything,
love is something special in the end.

lovely piece.
Kay said…
In the end, love is everything. Wonderful poem!
Paulog30 said…
Indeed Kay, as long as one realizes this!
Anonymous said…
Yes! I agree; love conquors all, Paulo...and where the love of two meet, there love is perfected. Thanks for your visit. Grateful!

~John Evans~
Paulog30 said…
Thank you and your very welcome John!
great sentiments shared,
true,
love matters.