In circled flight, theyFlutter and soar the skyIn the hush of morn,Away from the dust and its dirt-Quite away! At the sight,Thither the beloved kin,The heart blurts sighsWhich eyes cry out.The drips drizzle,Whimper and whisperThe tic toc throbs:" Shhh! Keep Quiet!" S.C.P.B
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A Traveller Treading on his bad road,He stumbles and falls.Not complainingOf the stormy rain,Of the long journey;Yet his short viability.He's strolling alongToo exhaustedOf his back loads,Of his weak force;Yet his heavy heart.Will he attain or not?His so longing Rainbow,His so desired Rose…No one knows.No one knows. S.C.P.B
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words in a bottletravel through the seven season unknown shore's hands S.C.P.B
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Hope Jericho roseResurrection plantOnce dries sleeps-Quiescent state.Drenches of rainSwank the verdantGrace. S.C.P.B
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Decadence Great civilizations lose their charmWhen roses put on libertinism cast-Taking off the virtue and purity dress,Start offering their grace on the cheap.The rosy fires lure the vulnerable menLike butterflies to the invulnerable flames. Love becomes adultery, foremost-Flutters and dances to whimsy rhymes. Great civilizations fall apartWhen morality's dress tears upStep by step follow the… Continue reading #poetry #poem #iamwriting #civilizations #decadence #liberty
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Her guiled calmness, thoughSwells the waved fury and prideDevours, wears the dark. So-called Poetry of Biba
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December 30, 2020 Dear Heart, I've received your distress the previous nights.I've constantly heard your unceased tears and cries;I felt so bad that I chose to ignore your moan,Had I talked to you, you would have let me groan.I opted in letting your storm cloud pass-through-I've buried myself, day-and-night, in my books.Ah! I hark back… Continue reading Letter #poetry #poem #iamwriting #letter
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Barn It's calm like rage that dwells the voidPale and tough like phantoms of fallCalm like dormant volcanoes at bay.Deserted, inhabited stirs only past scarsThat lives at present and dwells the barn. S.C.P.B
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Don QuixoteRejoices gloryOf dead chivalryIdealism in materialism's timesInsanity. S.C.P.B
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Dream Twinkles highPlants a seedI grow my roseAchievement. S.C.P.B
So-called Poetry of Biba 
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