About a poetry

(Coup. 1:)
The coldness of (the) evening of (the) August
Opens a melodies dance;
I check (an) electronic post
And read every letter once.

Around is (the) silence  enable,
(A) Pacific calmness inside...
Sit down at the table,
And thoughts in a paper write.

I write about the World,
I write about my love.
To be the Lord of the Word,
To continue, never enough!

My weapon's broken sword,
My mights is a boldness Spirit.
I crash with my poems (a) board,
I stay with my poems on lirics!

Good evening, good luck and good bye...
Just have a satisfact day;
Let's wait a new piece of (a) pie,
Let's wait a new day of (the) May.

(Ref.:)
Wait, and (the) Summer will come!
Honestly doing your craft,
Make the most of your time.
Trace and saving your love.

Wait, and (the) Summer will come!
Find a givenning some
Words about a farms
Of (a) sons and (a) daughters of (the) Sun.

(Coup. 2:)
The coldness of (the) evening of (the) August
Have keeps in the coldness a most
Emotions and (a) last year roses
For a more comfortable pose.

(A) Papers and (a) letters at (the) cable
Scurrying back, scurrying forth.
The mess completed on table
As (a) plans before (the) full force.

Take care about the Plot,
About the characters too.
A piquancy adds a lot
To count (the) amount be sure.

An author of (a) fairy tales
Had written an interest story
On hills and around sales
In a non-fiction territory.

(The) Deimoses and (the) muses waits
A new Spring creation...
Will a talks about a tastes?
Will be after a satisfaction.

(Ref.:)
Wait, and (the) Summer will come!
Honestly doing your craft,
Make the most of your time.
Trace and saving your love.

Wait, and (the) Summer will come!
Find a givenning some
Words about a farms
Of (a) sons and (a) daughters of (the) Sun.

(Coup. 3:)
My poetry, powered by Mind,
Defenses the sacred rights
To freedom of speech and life:
(My) Defense have holds a line.

My home is my castle, tower;
My wrath is the Justice End.
And we may speak in (a) bower,
Your hand in my hand.

The coldness of (the) evening of (the) August
With (a) opuses in a papers...
Chill out, relax in a Toga,
Feel self as the elder fermer!

My poetry, texts and Lyrics
With size for (a) numbers and (a) words
Is (the) feed for the teens Spirit
For anybody by (the) World!

Armor will be a poems
That protects the mind...
Be clever, be careful, grow.
Good evening, good luck and good bye!

(Ref.:)
Wait, and (the) Summer will come!
Honestly doing your craft,
Make the most of your time.
Trace and saving your love.

Wait, and (the) Summer will come!
Find a givenning some
Words about a farms
Of (a) sons and (a) daughters of (the) Sun.

(19-aug-2025)