Cyrus Diaz Poems

Look at me,
it's not my true identity
I have a covert identity,
i wonder if you'd ever see,
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Spontaneously,
the droplet keeps from falling
a beat, a music.
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Oh, moon from the sky
giving glow to my spirit
you shine the brightest.
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At the crossroad of life
Souls do entwine by fate
Or by the guiding light,
Some are meant to make
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On 16nth day of December
I, alone hear voices
in distance,
rising - falling.
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Eccentric shaped moon,
humid cold air stirs,
night is falling,
I heard somebody howling,
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A perfect life can't be
found in wealth, it can be taken.
not in popularity, soon you
will be forgotten.
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Gust of stale wind breeze
whispers,
the memory,
the memory,
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The restaurant was comfy
And welcoming everyone
That comes in,
Its ambiance beckoning us
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Seven letter word
yet hard to spell
some find it quite
hard to tell - -
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