Short Gipsy Poems

With all bonfires lit
serenade moon from above
applauds  gypsy dance...

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A young damsel was,
Walking in the green forest,
Searching for the old gypsy,
Known by palm readings,
Predicting about present,
With a great accuracy.

The gipsy told to,
The damsel that if she wants,
To predict her future life,
Only have to look,
How was living nowadays,
To know the foresight foresee.


For Sedoka rhyme poetry
Sponsored by Laura Loo
Third Place
1-3-2016...

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Around me I see only Jealousy,
Why do they see me as a Heresy? 
Do they want to make me go through an Autopsy?
Or do they lack Courtesy?
All because I am always Dressy
And because I am in Ecstasy
At my Realisation of being a Gipsy
And my Aphrodisia for your Kissy?
 


My Punishment can be Terrible!
You will verily be in Trouble
For the Queen of Bees,
Though Humble as the Queen of Fairies,
Can show her side as Gullible,
Yet she can be Abominable!...

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I want to die because of sorrow.
I wish I embrace you before joining the death row.
I`m ready to god taking everything I gain.
So that I can be with you one more day again.

Before you my life was meaningless.
Before you I didn't know what love is.
I am your gipsy, your pilgrim.
You are the key to my destine.

You are the first love; you, the last one 
My whole life is you, you the only one
You are the pure love God gifts me.
You were my love and you will be....

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