Cyclopseven R Poems

by sending air through hollow bark
a trumpeteer with a trumpet
works a miracle that hums
and put to sleep the sorrow of many;
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bitter leaf
better life
the juice that heals
the oil that spills
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When the sun disappears from the sight
easing brightness beneath the night
dotted stars dare to sparkle
in millions they scatter across the firmament;
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Sanity
is just two letters short of insanity,
beware
don’t give - in
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Impinged between love and hatred
I wander alone penetrating the veil
that covers the silent night
in search of an answer for many wonders of life;
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Once long ago beyond the threshold of my teenage years
torture and agony were my accompanying companies;
through the days and nights of unnumbered days
my thoughts rambled fiercely across valleys of sorrow
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Has life got a purpose?
or is it an occurrence by chance?

in the twilight of thoughts
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Tell me my dear past
where have you been hiding yourself
that i couldn't trace your trail;
tell me my dear past
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When floppy became sloppy
all my data dissapeared and i am unhappy
programmes planned lost without a trace
technology of dissapearance put me in the race
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Wake up! !
wake up! !
from intoxicating separations
you-I-mine-thine
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