Coded - Poem by manoelle perez
it is that night
and my head feels like bursting..but,
miracle of miracles! it started thinking,
sad to say, pain aggravated.
oh, my! my head feels like heated...
rumbling like the water rushing from a high cliff.
yes..but i really wondered why.
rubbled scripts, symbols and all
ode to narcissus, vanity and all.
don't you know something lies hidden here?
only those geniuses..can ever decipher,
look for those signs,
for it's right before you!
only fools wouldn't struggle even if there's a clue.
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