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Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
At times, it's good to waver for a while,
Be careful, look around, don't stop your quest,
Don't mimic like a child the others style,
But all the time do what you think is best.
And even if the people think they can
To jump into the void and then to fly
It's better to stick always to your plan
Be patient, to be sure before you try.
To always be the first is vain conceit
And life will break you if you are absurd,
But all the sages tell us and repeat:
The truth is never harbored by the herd.
Don't rush, be calm, don't make any mistake
You're not a sheep, so keep your mind awake.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
The Hell is not that distant, after all,
And you can reach it with the greatest ease
While you're alive, not after the Death's call,
When heart and mind and body quickly freeze.
And this event is nasty, very bad,
It's dark and only shadows you can see  
The air is sultry and you feel so sad,
Because your gloomy thoughts run wild and free.
And Satan lurks behind you to rejoice
When you break down and lose your self-control,
You feel his breath and hear his dreadful voice
That's why you think you'll perish in that hole.
The weak cries in the dark, gives up the fight,
But who is strong and daring comes to light.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
The sand flows slowly in the hourglass
Completely silent, while the time goes by
And every moment swallows down, alas,
People and tree and animal and fly,
And waters, forests, kingdoms of a king,
And cultivated fields that please the eye,
And the alluring beauty of the spring,
And all the other seasons, wet or dry,
And shining stars and planets, new and old,
And lofty supernovas, which all glow,
And satellites and comets icy cold,
And universes lying in a row...
Time will destroy all things, maybe for fun,
But only to renew them one by one.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
There are some guys who think they have a goal
To find the secrets of this world some day,
That's why they strive to play their earthly role
To make tomorrow better than today.
They break the atom into bits and chips
And search the heavens with their active mind
They even go to Space in shining ships,
But the divine first cause they still can't find.
They dive into the oceans and deep seas
And climb on every ridge and snowy peak
They search through bushes and among the trees,
But their hearts are very sad and bleak.
Then comes the Death and lifts their souls above
And thus they lose the secrets of true love.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
The dagger of harsh speech pierces the chest
Its shiny blade cuts deep and clouds the brain
The heart is pounding, cannot find its rest
Because is filled with sorrow and much pain.
Death doesn't come to take its gloomy toll,
Because the sap of life is very hot
And so, the wounded plays his sour role
As if he were content, but he is not.
The body's healthy and the arm is strong
The face is proud, the smile impresses all,
But in his life, a lot of things are wrong,
That's why beneath the glaze is bitter gall.
The wound of flesh needs medicines and care
The wound of soul wants love from everywhere.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
St. John baptized with water, we all know,
And taught us how to pray and to repent,
But few can drink his words, which since then flow,
For no one wants to live with the head bent.
With his wild nature and his gloomy mood
He carried out his mission to the end
And scolded people as much as he could,
Because he wanted all to comprehend.
The sinners, being scared to let him loose,
Chopped off his head in prison, late at night,
But even though he suffered this abuse
Received from God relief and holy light.
The Jordan gently flows through these old lands,
Longing for John, who baptized with his hands.
Octavian Cocos Jun 2021
The moon is exquisite in the warm night,
And from the sky she easily can see
I am surrounded by her silver light
And her cold ray is now enticing me.
Without a voice, she calls me all the time
To fly and reach her full of bliss profound
I smile at her, because she is sublime,
But my true love is near me, on the ground.
For long ago, a girl of noble birth,
I've heard that fell in love with Morning Star,
Because she didn't want a dear on Earth...
Her story was unhappy and bizarre.
But I prefer my sweetheart every day,
Because she's here, the moon is far away.
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