Keith Eubulus Poems

Beautiful lies across the street
The fragrance smell of garbage,
Displayed like warehouse goods
Ready for domestic consumption
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Survival has set me free
For life want I flee
In chase of comfort
For the betterment of my dreams
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Love is not a game for minors
Neither an adventure for mere experiment
But a plate prepared and reserved for two hearts.
Hearts caught in the tentacle web of sweet love
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The shameless face of cowardice
Parading their trade at the iniquitous hour of the nite
When the body so tired
And lays defenselessly in sleep.
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To your beautiful sucking nipples
Has been the strength of my infancy
Watching daily as my tongue draws
Life from your milk
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In the quietness of my meditation, I sought
answers for these:
When will the ambulance sail the waters
The ship the air and
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The pain of the night
Will break the dawn with the cry of a baby.
The long wait will be over
The labour sweat now a family victory.
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