Oscar Auliq-Ice Poems

Generosity of spirit is a rare treasure indeed,
And those who possess it are truly blessed indeed,
For they give their time and their attention,
With kindness and care, without any mention.
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Amidst the rustling leaves and gentle breeze,
The symphony of nature never seems to cease.
Birds chirping melodiously in the trees,
A musical ensemble that's sure to please.
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The wind whispers through the trees,
A symphony of leaves rustling in the breeze,
The branches sway in a graceful dance,
A natural rhythm, a fleeting chance.
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A woman is a wondrous creature,
A treasure of the earth,
Her grace and beauty brightly shine,
A wonder from her birth.
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Nature is a canvas, vast and bright,
With colors that dance and delight,
A world of beauty, free and wild,
Where wonders are born, and dreams are styled.
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Pain, oh how it burns within,
A raging fire, a punishing sin.
It grips and twists, tearing apart,
Breaking the body and the heart.
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The stars up high, so bright and clear,
Illuminate the sky with such cheer,
Their sparkling light, a distant guide,
Through the darkness they do abide.
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Elegance, a word so rare,
It conjures up an image fair,
Of beauty, grace, and charm so true,
A quality that's prized anew.
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Amidst the ebbs and flows of life,
The economy stands tall and rife,
A system of trade, a force of change,
A web of transactions, an endless exchange.
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The wheels of commerce turn and spin,
A complex system, a game to win,
Money flows in a ceaseless stream,
A juggernaut, a capitalist dream.
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