Poems by BOB GALLO

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  • If you do not have conscience
    You do not hear them...

  • People only see the act
    they do not see the puppeteers...

  • The adamantine intent of a warrior
    is...

  • to Kaveh and the stars of his eyes.
    It was a Sunday sunny afternoon...

  • A big bird in a
    tight cage. A tiny bird in...

  • To Misty Flower
    Your birthday is when beauty was born...

  • I wish I were the pivotal point
    at the centre of gravity...

  • We lost our genders to love.
    We lost our voices to love...

  • Only kids feel the suffocation,
    adult are already suffocated...

  • If you can not love anymore
    if your ark of feeling have sank in the mud...

  • The abyss of shapes
    drop to drop...

  • Beauty 2

    Beauty shines
    in the crystals of your eyes...