Dimension: Poetry Author:Peter Matthew Check Date:10 August, 2025
This dimension aims to present my work plus introduce some famous poets of the past. The goal is education, culture - to remind the world that there is such a thing as POETRY, and that it is not something that does not concern you.EVERYONE who reads these lines CAN be a poet. Try playing with words, try composing your own poem. Take the poems of great poets, be inspired by them, rework them, play with them.
POETRY refines the imagination, brings harmony to life and, by the way - it is a great psychotherapeutic tool!
So release your soul into words, into poems... It doesn't cost anything and you might find relief and have fun with creative activities. Try it.
Peace Song☮ - The Time is Evil
The time is evil and people can't go to paradise because they don't open
The time is evil and people can't go to paradise because they don't grow
Sinners confusing humanity war a soldier who fights for useless things
He likes to kill and is beaten himself it doesn't make sense feeling dies muses are silent, cannons speak someone messed it up - guess who?
Who allows it - is also evil!
*********************** 🎨 Colorsoflife🏳️🌈 Life is full of colors🌈, howbeit someone lives it, as if it were gray.☹
Your bad luck, pain and misfortune, if you like that way.
📝 ************
FOR LUCY
In my country 🇨🇿 is this pretty woman BIG MUSIC STAR. So for you it's a good opportunity to meet her - to go on a date with her. Read the story read poem and listen to the song👇 which I dedicate to her beauty and to memories.
******************************************** For Lucy
You’re beautiful, like a picture on the wall, like a friend crying softly in the room next door. I have so many, so many questions — my mind just keeps jumping, jumping
back to your face, so clearly lovely, with eyes that sparkle, eyes that never fade — with love for the world, for children, for me?
Who knows?
Maybe when we meet again — the earth will tremble, or maybe there will be peace, like when the light goes out… no big HIT will sound — and everything will still be beautiful.
And why? Because love…
doesn’t know how not to be, how not to echo when it’s with you.
Love is a little devil, when it wants to pull you through.
