Poems by BOB GALLO

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  • One was imploring
    for forgiveness for the crime...

  • Lost City (2) 3

    The observer and the observee are the same
    but we cannot observe that at once...

  • The magic of flowers
    is...

  • They don't mean their words
    words for them are contests of...

  • Poets (2) 1

    Don John: " Only poets beside warriors get the...

  • I dream of you
    in jazz...

  • I watched how my faith faded right in front of me.
    So, I turned loquacious...

  • They do not give us ruler
    to draw the perfect lines...

  • The Fear (2) 1

    They scare us with death
    Until we are frightened of living...

  • Lines (2) 1

    They do not give us ruler to draw the perfect...
    We have to draw with our naked hands...

  • Everlasting is
    finding endlessness in the...

  • How my soul could learn
    right from wrong if it isn't me...