me poet yeps poet Biography

Very sentimental poetry....
I recall my mom’s last eyes....
no tears....
Smiles as she passed by
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It is cold, very cold
freezing temperatures
a mild drizzle
yet unmindful
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And this is what we call cyclic

all changes
hands face and smile
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''to run my fingers
along the contours
of your body just
to ignite the love....''MAN
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Someone somewhere
awaits for me
behind the pillar of time
stands someone
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