There was a man
who kept his distance
but edged closer
to make use
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like the sky crowded with clouds
dark, heavy and chaotic;
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A poem incapable of italics
is simply pathetic
- Jackrudin
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don’t ask me what’s it all about
no platonic ideals about love
and birth of love in myths and fables;
or discourses about marriages made in Heaven
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a quiet walk
did no one harm;
away from the clamor and the ambitions
and leaving the clutter and vanities
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I sleep on a bed of stars
and intergalactic dust forms my blanket
to keep my garments radiant
and my skin always soft and glowing;
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life?
I’ll give you a bit of my
koala-brain wisdom
my take on life
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oops! I might have said something amiss
wandered into un-chartered territory
unknowingly mentioned a subject that’s taboo
unwittingly mentioned things
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