on a rainy night
sip the nectar soup
in a sweet cup of a poem
in an empty room
while the lyric rain
falling on the rooftops O
listen to its rhythm
early in the morn
behold Aurora climbing
the blue horizon
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i am
the profoundest song of existence
ancient as the inaudible sounds
of the harmonious spheres
incarnated into the inmost
-self of man
unpoem me
i am all poetry
and philo-sophistry
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the bell softly tolled
marking the birth of a man
to life eternal
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the silence broken
the old song playing softly
yearning to be heard
time is fleeting
with the beatings of my heart —
bear with me old song
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strange voyage
into the unknown
circles
of imagination
ensures a man
a crown
a throne
and a kingdom
of illusion
