Poems by BOB GALLO

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  • I am like a pauper.
    My begging limbs elongate against...

  • I am the humble man of your virtue.
    I am the fire from within...

  • The biggest nemesis of spring
    is not winter that imbues her...

  • Snowflakes are pouring in
    and drought is pouring out...

  • When love is free from
    possessing, the pathway of...

  • I am still stamped in the moment
    before you vanished...

  • Life is not easy
    for easiness is death, hence...

  • Gadfly (1) 1

    Buzz, buzz
    This was...

  • Game 2

    Before the game of gamble starts
    it is already paid for...

  • Games 2

    I lost the game
    when I found you...


  • Garden is in the taste of honey...

  • What a night it was!
    Such an atrocious human-being...