Charlie Coelho Poems

In this moment, under blue skies,
When from cataracts, plummet icy waters,
And the golden sunlight scatters,
The chromatic harmony bound in white waters.
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I have a word that is denied to me,
By those who eat bitter fruits,
Just as their forefathers did,
Nurturing the tree of hatred,
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Tonight, steeped in sorrow,
I looked up at the stars,
Like those before me,
I saw your splendor,
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If I were just clay,
Thrown into play,
Onto a potter's wheel,
As a potter's normal deal,
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I immerse myself in the sea of humanity,
Uniting with its heterogeneity,
Oscillating sinusoidally,
As it modulates alternately,
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