Agnes Atinyao Quirante Poems

Why should I hide my face?
Thine sweet and fair skin I have.
Why should should I be not proud of my eyes?
Thine clear and vivid of the windows of my soul.
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Dear God bless me
My mind is shallow?
And my reasoning is vain.
And am I shallow? Oh dear Lord.
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Deep within the piano keys
Is a beat of the sounding soul.
Will you continue playing your music to me?
And I will know your feeling inside.
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Oh lives like changing melody.
You hear it deep, deep into the blankness of the day
You feel the music playing over and over again.
Life a rising and falling notes.
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