Cyclopseven R Poems

How cruel.....how Cruel.......
How cruel you have become
So dear were you once
With a wink you would come dashing.
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As the clock ticks away
to show that time stays not still
for us to dance and breakaway,
it is unfailingly reminding itself too
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A dream magnificent
gently rose within my mind
of lights splendor, and great buildings
at various heights and at various place.
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Harrowing sorrow
the ocean speaks sadly,
grimacing waves
visits the sandy dust
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My wildest imagination
one day took me along an inquisitive travel
to a place of isolation
in the name of punishment
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Blooming flowers
replenishes the hope
of every aching soul
with a colorful promise
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Roses of the sunny morning
brushing against the dew drops
signifying their love that transcends
every barriers of time
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Trickles of liquid from the tap
resemble the teardrops
of many longing souls
whose life’s vein is lost somewhere
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The dry brown leaf
Gentle pluck itself away
So from the tree it can freely sway
Withdrawing itself from a burden it cause
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Eternity is now – the present
never a past, neither a future
a lively unfolding moment – now.
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