Life does not exist
Without intense feelings
For without its presence
There is but mediocrity
Allotted for the stones
Relics of the past
Lifelessly hiding ago
Striated, with dusty shelves
Intensity acclaims life
In the emotions like love
In the light of the stars
They signal what makes life
Attracting interests
Educated attentively
Fueling the potent mind
To keep the soul alive
When extraordinary wanes
And vigor gives way
Then existence fades
Unless there is intensity
Life does not exist
Without intense feelings
For without its presence
There is but mediocrity