Octavian Cocos Poems

If your soul is mean and vile
And your mind is deeply stained,
If you have a bogus smile,
Wear a mask and you are saved.
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You were young and full of life
I was thriving in your eyes,
So I made you a surprise
Asking you to be my wife.
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In this part of the world the land is dry
The lack of rainfall makes you go insane,
The mountain tops rise high into the sky
And the gray clouds attack the ridge in vain.
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My body's made of dust and muddy earth
And yet my soul descended from the sky,
Love's been my mistress from my very birth
And I'll protect it always, till I die.
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A walnut fallen on a narrow lane
Seemed very nice and tempting, so to speak,
That four black crows descended, I maintain,
To grab it with their long and pointed beak.
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An eagle, flying high above a peak,
Was looking to the ground with much conceit,
He had brown feathers and a steel-like beak,
As well as sharp, long talons at his feet.
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Seven notes, like seven lords,
Sometimes written on a stave,
Come out of the vocal chords
And flow like a charming wave.
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You do something that fulfills you
Every day you come to school
And you teach with so much passion
And with kindness, as a rule.
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Lazily, the sun is falling
Down behind a mountain range,
Evening sneakily is crawling
And is cooler for a change.
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I watch the eyes, so vivid long ago
When they were filled with gentleness and bliss,
The smiling mouth, with its enchanting glow,
Which spread the love around with just one kiss.
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