H Seeking Poems

I am the master of disguise
I could be the best of spies
But I just satisfy myself
With a bunch of lies
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In days of old
stories were told
Of King Nebuchadnezzar
and his statue of gold
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I am afraid it is too good to be true
I have never felt this happy since the day I met you
I know it is just a month or two
But I feel you, I forever knew
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Invisible

Harry potter had his invisibility cloak
But these are the things that I love to invoke
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Rosa dressed in green every day. She wore her grey jumper and flat canvas shoes and was ready for another day.

If people observed her, one cannot say, nor was she willing to hear their way. One thing was certain Rosa always had her play.
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This is the real me
For all the world to see
I only pay attention
To what matters, I be
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London what an amazing place to be!
A few centuries ago you could have seen
The likes of Richter or Lenin
Marx, Jinnah and even Gandhi
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Silence is deafening
It eats away the bloom
Brings only endless gloom
A sense of foreboding
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What is this I feel
As I am on my feet and kneel
Will she consider my appeal
Or is there in my life upheaval?
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Behold with trepidation I await
the results, my fate
The morrow will unfold
what life has in hold
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