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drone
Poem Published
14th Apr 2021 4:13pm
14th Apr 2021 4:13pm
Hairs Breath
When one has had that
Feeling
that deep bone aching
Feeling
of devastation
of total loss
of Everything
One tends to take
another step
to the edge
of what is left
of your sanity
Close to joining
Those Shadows
That Whisper
Within
as Your sanity try's
to hold
the shield wall
the red line
the point
Of No Return
Feeling
that deep bone aching
Feeling
of devastation
of total loss
of Everything
One tends to take
another step
to the edge
of what is left
of your sanity
Close to joining
Those Shadows
That Whisper
Within
as Your sanity try's
to hold
the shield wall
the red line
the point
Of No Return
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#philosophical
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Jezkeebs
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 6:58pm
6th Apr 2021 6:58pm
Of stone
Custodian of stone smooth alabaster bone
Down foamy chasms carved in Indian stone
Rafts stitched with stars weed whiskey that roam
Wild unknown pyramids cone apex soul flown
Dig the immortal broken eggshell scream
Twist turn philosophy into drug fuelled dreams
Mind rivers flow ancient gleam of bright moons
You swooned died too soon dark Parisian room
Down foamy chasms carved in Indian stone
Rafts stitched with stars weed whiskey that roam
Wild unknown pyramids cone apex soul flown
Dig the immortal broken eggshell scream
Twist turn philosophy into drug fuelled dreams
Mind rivers flow ancient gleam of bright moons
You swooned died too soon dark Parisian room
#death
#music
#philosophical
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Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2019 1:51am
3rd Dec 2019 1:51am
Her KinsMan - His Lady
Kinsman
Left alone to contemplate,
All the sacrifices that once he made,
Out of love, even out of rage,
The pain in his eyes was so vivid
I had to cry as the vibe took over,
A comfort word to say,
" I do understand"
Cannot take away the hurt that pierced his heart,
Some cultures teach you, men don’t cry,
But when they do, it’s like pureness of angels,
poured out of heaven,
It’s not weakness,
its cleansing of the soul and preparing for when the Lion has to roar,
Passion and affection is stirred when witnessing...
Left alone to contemplate,
All the sacrifices that once he made,
Out of love, even out of rage,
The pain in his eyes was so vivid
I had to cry as the vibe took over,
A comfort word to say,
" I do understand"
Cannot take away the hurt that pierced his heart,
Some cultures teach you, men don’t cry,
But when they do, it’s like pureness of angels,
poured out of heaven,
It’s not weakness,
its cleansing of the soul and preparing for when the Lion has to roar,
Passion and affection is stirred when witnessing...
#love
#power
#philosophical
#hurt
#determination
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BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
6th Apr 2021 5:48am
6th Apr 2021 5:48am
“Woke” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 2/4/2021
Now I’m NOT A Bloke ...
Who's One Whose ... “ Woke “ ...
Because To Me It’s A JOKE ...
To Be Making CLAIMS ...
In The World TODAY ... ?!?
As If ... ONE WORD ...
Or The Things That You Quote ...
Means That You’re OKAY ...
And NEED To Be HEARD ...
Because You’re Now AWAKE ... ?!?
To See The Things In The World ...
That Cause Humans PAIN ... !!!
Like Rapes And Race Hate ...
Sexism And Positions ...
That Lead Us To Divisions ...
Does It Make You CLEAN ...
And Make You MORE Humane ... ...
Who's One Whose ... “ Woke “ ...
Because To Me It’s A JOKE ...
To Be Making CLAIMS ...
In The World TODAY ... ?!?
As If ... ONE WORD ...
Or The Things That You Quote ...
Means That You’re OKAY ...
And NEED To Be HEARD ...
Because You’re Now AWAKE ... ?!?
To See The Things In The World ...
That Cause Humans PAIN ... !!!
Like Rapes And Race Hate ...
Sexism And Positions ...
That Lead Us To Divisions ...
Does It Make You CLEAN ...
And Make You MORE Humane ... ...
#honesty
#humankind
#LifeChangingMoment
#philosophical
#manipulation
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LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2021 7:29am
2nd Apr 2021 7:29am
Troll Science
Oooh join Generation Next / Regardless of the year you caught breath? / Suspect the experts / And you’re in-tribe invested / Merit badge for each institution discredited / Find the most well-formed mind and aggress that shit / That’s how anti-intellectualism delivers respect / Live by the fist / Metabolic consciousness / Marinate the national conversation in gasoline / Is the brain just a prediction machine? / Algorithm stream in the in between
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
1st Jan 2019 6:39pm
1st Jan 2019 6:39pm
Jupiter Series: III, Barometer
in another world, the Ocean stays with us
leaning its tremulous watershed head
to the car window it has rolled up,
preferring now to sleep, untossed.
it is quite comfortable bumping along
buffering its eyes through what transpires.
it dreams of shifts and electrocardiograms,
elevators and chance, of bonding with air
on the three hundred and seventeenth floor;
as the moving chute nets, nets and more,
the pile-up Ocean only understands as WHY?
and WHO ARE YOU, ARE YOU? to aspirate.
it...
leaning its tremulous watershed head
to the car window it has rolled up,
preferring now to sleep, untossed.
it is quite comfortable bumping along
buffering its eyes through what transpires.
it dreams of shifts and electrocardiograms,
elevators and chance, of bonding with air
on the three hundred and seventeenth floor;
as the moving chute nets, nets and more,
the pile-up Ocean only understands as WHY?
and WHO ARE YOU, ARE YOU? to aspirate.
it...
#dreams
#universe
#philosophical #morality
#philosophical #morality
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
4th Jan 2019 2:58am
4th Jan 2019 2:58am
5. Annotated Peoples Make Connections: if they walked around in love/for love/by love with SFX labels to their chests
His hand is on the latch
as I latch onto his mirage. I think
picket fences and Tom appears
or Huck. White-washed. No water
passes through these slabs. He says,
open or doom. Says, room or perish.
I would have circled the picket in zen.
Or stopped as an O,
away, taking in. My friend, auditioner
for Avenue Q, has no clear idea
of the profanity of rules. Move along
she muppets, the voices of New Yorkers
pushing through. The sign lofts high, as his eyes audit,
ender of worlds, ender of traffic
footing what was once a street...
as I latch onto his mirage. I think
picket fences and Tom appears
or Huck. White-washed. No water
passes through these slabs. He says,
open or doom. Says, room or perish.
I would have circled the picket in zen.
Or stopped as an O,
away, taking in. My friend, auditioner
for Avenue Q, has no clear idea
of the profanity of rules. Move along
she muppets, the voices of New Yorkers
pushing through. The sign lofts high, as his eyes audit,
ender of worlds, ender of traffic
footing what was once a street...
#heaven
#freedom
#escape
#nightmares
#philosophical
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LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2021 7:27am
2nd Apr 2021 7:27am
Year Run
Cattle slapper / Battle rapper / Unmatchable calibre / Vernacular in natural dub-step / Patter captures stacks of subtext / Rapture in firebreath / No rhetoric / Just excessive spit / Impeccable as white lady credit / No edits; word is bond / Unspoken fondue / From satellite view? Everything shows / As a historical signpost / Aligned to a lucid roll / Kindness is beautiful; intelligence is sexy / Klepto-cranium so raw / What if Alexa caught glossolalia? / What befalls after? / Laughter is brain cum / Re-capture where we came from / The same lane, different drum / Same land at year one
#mirror
#MyInspiration
#philosophical
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Duncan
Poem Published
26th Feb 2021 8:17pm
26th Feb 2021 8:17pm
Sly Grim
Desperate times fletched, untethered
he spoke verbose, evoked unhinged
Breath depth
sin and saunter
An undulating line, coaxed, unspooled.
he spoke verbose, evoked unhinged
Breath depth
sin and saunter
An undulating line, coaxed, unspooled.
#philosophical
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PeaceFlpw
Peace Flow
Peace Flow
Poem Published
9th Apr 2021 12:30pm
9th Apr 2021 12:30pm
split second measures of "time"
one remembers when the hope was there; one's aware that the scopes were/are there....
there's no such thing as a coast that's clear; truly knowing how the votes would steer....
many situations close compare; anticipating that the smoke was near....
living, knowing one's a ghost that's here; stretching "time" that was suppose to clear....
every moment holding close and dear....
split seconds of "time...."
there's no such thing as a coast that's clear; truly knowing how the votes would steer....
many situations close compare; anticipating that the smoke was near....
living, knowing one's a ghost that's here; stretching "time" that was suppose to clear....
every moment holding close and dear....
split seconds of "time...."
#rhyming
#disappointment
#acceptance #philosophical
#acceptance #philosophical
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MineKampf
Minart
Minart
Poem Published
8th Apr 2021 7:33pm
8th Apr 2021 7:33pm
Take 2: So Many Battles
What is War Good for;
War for Love and War for Hate.
In Every Sense of the Human Estate.
The Wager is Love and the wager is raw
We Kill-Destroy People if they Don't do the same we adore.
But What is Wager all around?
What is good about battles in the ground?
Do we Succumb to the Way of Deed.
If we do not Love but contrarily do approve of the bleed That we
Hold Everybody Accustomed to, Because
we Live in a World that's not the Zoo.
But the Wilderness of the Ground.
In Which Ravaged Animals Tear...
War for Love and War for Hate.
In Every Sense of the Human Estate.
The Wager is Love and the wager is raw
We Kill-Destroy People if they Don't do the same we adore.
But What is Wager all around?
What is good about battles in the ground?
Do we Succumb to the Way of Deed.
If we do not Love but contrarily do approve of the bleed That we
Hold Everybody Accustomed to, Because
we Live in a World that's not the Zoo.
But the Wilderness of the Ground.
In Which Ravaged Animals Tear...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife #philosophical
#TruthOfLife #philosophical
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
6th Nov 2017 6:20pm
6th Nov 2017 6:20pm
DRAMA QUEEN
I have come to the conclusion that everyone craves a little drama in their life-
It is what keeps life from being a forever-standing monotonous timeline.
There are just some people completely bored out of their minds
Living that pathetic, monotonous timeline
that the only thing they CAN do is create or find their drama
By being angry just to be angry!
When such a person begins to stir up trouble against you
Or whirl their rants and raves your way
Just turn and walk away....
It is the silent way, without use of words or...
It is what keeps life from being a forever-standing monotonous timeline.
There are just some people completely bored out of their minds
Living that pathetic, monotonous timeline
that the only thing they CAN do is create or find their drama
By being angry just to be angry!
When such a person begins to stir up trouble against you
Or whirl their rants and raves your way
Just turn and walk away....
It is the silent way, without use of words or...
#depression
#funny
#addiction #philosophical
#addiction #philosophical
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