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Best Poems Written by Patrycjusz Kopec

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Hephaestus

In the pit of the underworld
His hammer strikes the steel
He forges metal 
And he forges life

For life started in fire
Than cooled down 
Like water cools down steel
He forged metal

He forged life
But did he forge soul
Or are we just like metal
Where does the spirit and consciousness meet 

Are they result
Of each other
Or independent 
Does having one

Mean we have them both 
I wish he forged me a ring
Ring of a king
That ring

Would show equations from beyond
And what controlling laws of physics is to nature
This is to those equations
But it reaches further

Laws of the soul
Are also under its control
It fills the entire abyss
With its bliss

But even this ring
Will not give meaning to me
I wish Hephaestus forged for me
Something to make me free

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Big Foot

The sunset underlines divine visage as it shines above the lake
Before the stars ornamenting curtain of night will awake
The tired police sergeant drives home from shooting range  
When he encounters something strange

As he slowly drives someone walks out of bushes past the barley
This encounter to the detective feels very eerie
This person seems over eight feet tall
And puts bizarre feeling in sergeant’s soul

At first he thinks it is a bear in his sight
But the creature is walking up right
He turns on the light
And gets the glimpse of the being before it disappears into the night

It is a huge bipedal ape with shaggy hair
And his deep eyes into sergeant’s soul seem to stare
Of all the troubles in man’s world they seem to be aware
And their sad almost human gaze to meet is hard to bare 

The creature gives the eerie look and disappears into the night
The sergeant does not know if he should feel honor or fright
The creature did not come to fight
But to see it and look into its eyes was awe inspiring sight

About those eyes there was certain majesty
Like being who possessed them could control his destiny
And needed not to worry about backlash of destiny
Like if you only open your soul to them they can set you free

 Being who had those eyes believed that things more profound even than destiny was his
Someone who knew pain but found bliss
That beyond abstract resonance of destiny was just a start of found in those eyes abyss
The stare demanded justice yet was as gentle as morning sun’s ray kiss

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Theory of Everything

There is relativity theory
String theory
Quantum mechanics theory
Sub quantum kinetics theory

Energy rods pulsate in their states
Kaleidoscope of thousand such states
Caries the power to control very fates
There is great power behind those gates

There are many theories that try to verse
One true path of universe
The one that with God would allow us to converse
Which if any is right is a question in that many their souls would immerse

But all we truly know
Is there are many things we don’t know
Our knowledge does grow
But we don’t realize what we do know

It is just a droplet in a sea
But if theory of everything we could see
What would be?
Its majesty

But would the world be boring after we know
Because there be nothing else to know
And importance of things would be last year’s snow
Or would everything be more beautiful because we know

But this would not just be feast fit for a king
This would be higher than angel in heaven would sing
This would be something that dream to life would bring
If we knew theory of everything

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Smile of the Heart

Smile on her face makes me free
Like I can fly beyond my own destiny
Her eyes shine with surreal majesty
To essence of her soul they are the key

When her crimson lips give a kiss
My heart burns with sublime bliss
Her voice like bird song that old ballad will reminisce
The depth of her love is like an abyss

Abyss that cannot be replaced by any other word
While her eyes pierce like a sword
Her hair wave on the same wind in which eagles soared 
Whispering softly as to extol her every word

Hair is color of amber or honey made by bees
Their softness and intricacy is accented by the breeze
Their beauty will make one weak in the knees
Along with a smile that is like a dawn that soul can unfreeze

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Magical Forest

In magical forest spring is in the air
After long winter sun has finally answered inhabitants’ prayer
Bear came out of his lair
Wolf as always is chasing a hare 

Soon in the old orchid behind the forest will grow apples and pear 
With his children story of magical forest farmer will share
He tells them that of time when into deep eyes of forest phantom he would stare
He tells them how the phantom to merry the spring would declare

Love for mysterious phantom the spring would share
But she knew for the forest inhabitants it would be unhappy affair  
For this union sun would impair 
And during spring no flowers orchid trees would bear 

Spring was a lady with long flowing hair
Deep eyes beautiful soul piercing and rare
She was lovely and fair
And to imprison her spirit phantom would not dare

With sun as a father spring three children would bare
Daughter rain brothers growth and wind were in her care
Rain and growth where good well positioned pair
But wind with his wondering nature could not settle anywhere

His parents would despair
Something that phantom would become aware
Maybe winds place is to travel phantom would declare
Spreading seeds and good will everywhere

But what is the place of winds’ soul said spring it can’t be just anywhere
Rain and growth have their spirits with us but wind is everywhere and no where 
He never stays long in one place he is motion of air
I have an idea said the phantom which I wish to share

Wind could be your concessionaire 
Winds soul can be high end abstract dimension rather than doctrinaire
He can be metaphor, riddle, and fundamental question, philosophy to compare
Beyond expanse and vice perfect in his own lair

That is what would keep magical forest magic phantom would declare
And at the top of that magic would be wind’s questionnaire
Like ballad whispered by bird in midair
Like wonderful story old farmer with his children would share

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Living Rainforest

The river winds zigzagging through rainforest connected to its soul
On one side there are mountains that are with minerals like gold platinum and coal
On the other ocean to which the river will fall
By the curve of the river tree grows tall

It is tall, forked bifurcate and ramifying to the river owns its existence
Its leaves are emerald but look sapphire blue from the distance
It fallows the light of the sun with persistence
Its flowers show off their color and brilliance 

Its subtle leaves move with gentle warm breeze
The nectar for honey from the flowers is collected by bees
The river often expands beyond its boundaries  
The spirit of rainforest leaves in each of those trees

The cells of the tree are transformed and magnified
Into forms more bizarre then by red rain are supplied
When to them power of Great Eye is applied
The birth of divine by the angles is espied

The fields beyond abstract conjoined with multitude of essences of the soul 
Is great power but eye is beyond it with no reference point to it at all
But even that is just basic description of sublime majesty that eye would install
For the true secrets of the eye are unknown to all but its own soul

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King Protea

The king protea opens like corona of a star
Only thing inside that’s missing is eye that sees far
But even now it looks bizarre
As mysterious as black hole in center of quasar 

Or supernova as it explodes that is what inside of it seems to inspire
Only in case of that flower outside of supernova there is also ring of fire
Its beauty is something to admire
The external rings are like the very soul set on fire

Only one thing this flame can stop not water or sand
 Something that broken heart can mend and fire withstand
Something that is hard to comprehend
Like having transcendent force of true final judgment in my hand

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Magic of Cotton Candy

The day ends in soft sunset as it turns to twilight 
The moon’s visage shines at night
Illuminating the scene with its mysterious almost eerie blue light
Cotton candy childhoods’ delight

Is sold by the store
During the day above it birds will soar
Children and adults alike cotton candy adore
It’s strange look for a candy that taste buds will explore

The lantern splashes its light on the window glass
Frost makes bizarre shapes on that glass
When light touches the frost shapes on the glass
It creates a rainbow of soft but vibrant colors that nothing can surpass

The cotton candy makes good metaphor
Representing surreal starship in untraceable soul that is what sugar is for
This is reflection of greater force which growing in true expanse to heavens will soar
As base for imagination not needing base this will score
 And as creating the imagination the making of cotton from sugar is good metaphor

Adequate comparison to transitive necropotic energy flavor added to cotton candy is
And spinning sugar forming the candy is euphemism for space abyss
And just like eating cotton candy reflects childhood bliss
The real bliss cotton candy just reflects this theory of everything is

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Great Wall

Once upon a time Great Wall of China was created
But there are conflicting stories about how it was generated
It is known it was to be defense against Mongols Chinese dreaded 
Created by stones that unto barrows were loaded

But the myth different story telling us is 
The story that history would dismiss
That great dragon flew from aerial abyss
With supernatural presence, glowing eyes and fearsome hiss

The dragons’ serpentine body turned into the wall
I would add to that that in doing so dragon swallowed his own soul
Giving understanding to greatest continuity that of the soul
Right before it turned into the Great Wall

That is why the wall might be a magical place
Seen even form the orbit in space
It is dragons awe inspiring countenance
But day there is no more war he will fly back to celestial place

That day when dragons spirit will be free
There will be justice in this recipe 
Yet none of the nations at war will be
Hopefully it is also Earth’s destiny

For if it’s not before long
We destroy our world and our song
Will be as empty as vacuum that between stars would belong
And by glory of dragons’ soul this would just be wrong

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Horses of Cavalry

Hour ago raised the morning sun
The eastern army outnumbers the hussars fifteen to one
The battle has began
Hussar horses with thousand thundering hooves begun their run

Eastern army cannons and muskets will discharge
As the hussars push forward in awe inspiring charge
Before the muskets and cannons can recharge
The front of the hussar left wing is at large

The lances pierce through musketeers like a storm
The hussar charge starts spread far apart then single column like a spear it will form
Into one group of two different colors two groups previously separated will transform
The hussar charge is deep in the musketeers’ ranks the each commander his king will inform

The sea of lances comes down like avalanche or volcanic rain
The furry of battle is insane
Impaled warriors sometimes six all at once cry in pain
How could things look so bad for musketeers at those odds is hard to explain

It is the horses of hussars that caused musketeer breakdown
The horses that were mixes of Mongolian blood with that of the once bread by the crown
Mesmerizing is the speed with which hussars their enemy have cut down
And despite of larger enemy force it is the musketeers that in the blood would drown

It is those magnificent horses that hussars have bred
It is the speed that enemy would come to dread
Some horses were chestnut almost red
Some were colored like a puzzle white patches yet black head

Some white and some black like the night
Like hybrid horses hybrid number defines sun’s morning light
Normal horizon is destiny of Gods that mage would incite 
So with hybrid number as horizons just imagine power of its sun’s light

But that power is mind not the soul
And it is black stallion with visage as deep as the soul
Dark means deep and stallion is black as coal
He represents the deepest essence of free unbound soul