cyclopseven Ram

Rookie - 67 Points (20 January 1965 / Malaysia)

cyclopseven Ram Poems

41. Hunted Dove 3/4/2007
42. It Drizzles Again….. 3/10/2007
43. Where Art Thou, Mankind? 3/31/2007
44. Touch From The Past 4/2/2007
45. Reflection 4/24/2007
46. Memories Of Sweet And Bitter 5/9/2007
47. Mother Nature 5/12/2007
48. Nudity 5/15/2007
49. God 5/16/2007
50. Hierarchy 5/22/2007
51. War Ii 5/23/2007
52. Whispering Wind 6/4/2007
53. Raining Tears 6/4/2007
54. Unbutton 6/7/2007
55. My Quests 6/9/2007
56. Diamond Teardrops 6/9/2007
57. To Forsake Or To Love i 7/2/2007
58. To Forsake Or To Love ii 7/2/2007
59. Birthday 7/24/2007
60. Meditation 7/28/2007
61. Suicide Ii 7/28/2007
62. Graduation Day (July 29,2007) 7/31/2007
63. Its Time For Another Seminar 8/16/2007
64. Self Ii 9/17/2007
65. Curtain Hole 9/20/2007
66. What May Become? ? 9/22/2007
67. Beautiful Dried Leaves 9/22/2007
68. The Death Of The Sun 9/26/2007
69. The Fragrance Beyond The Nose 10/2/2007
70. Dark Love 10/14/2007
71. What A World? 10/20/2007
72. The Sleep 11/5/2007
73. A Tribute To S.P.T 11/5/2007
74. Along That Corridor 11/8/2007
75. Distance 1/12/2008
76. Orphaned 1/25/2008
77. The Day My Shadow Disappears 1/28/2008
78. Womb To Womb To Tomb 1/28/2008
79. Dreams 2/2/2008
80. Trees 2/4/2008

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Cerebral Palsy

Fighting breath a daily affair
to swallow food a task practiced
the child frail in look
contorted frame her only house
she lie flat on her back
notorious indeed the mat
sores scrap wide her skin red.
limitations a hindrance
she remains locked in her frame
many she wants to say
alas…none we could decipher.
the person inside raring to go
she, a spark of the divine
lost the key to her hut
she suffers in silence;
her eyes tossing to right and left
looking for an interpreter
to translate her language she communicates
she fails herself in ...

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The Shallow Man

trudging along life's lane
clamped by soul and body;
emotion wryly dries the energy
in confusion man stumble ceaselessly.

truth, he thinks,
gathering dust of concrete material;
he doesn't know
time and tides waits for nobody;

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