Society Poems - Poems about Society

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Multidimensional Moments Adoration for a beautifully constructed emotional expression Adulation for the seductive signs of Armageddon Admiration as the selective stories pain of the times begin to lessen Elevation of the mood as I lift myself toward the concept of true heaven Blessing all those who sit below the longitude of the hopeful Testing the throws...

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Guess who just had a baby Then hearing about another death of a celebrity Say hello to a group of friends But look down and see I’m mute again So Put in my password and username But everyone logs into a different game What? Am I the shadow? Just An upvote, a like? Part of a brand? Yes, please let...

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Perhaps, I wish not to be so important? -- to go unbeknownst...by both God and the devil – to fall between the cracks, of their seemingly endless, bitter war: Of The Glorious Garden, and~ The Dastard Fall -- (One created me, without my consultation...the other, manipulates me, for his own evil usurpation...

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Cover your mouth and laugh it out. The world blinks, Clink, clink. Every bottle comes with a label. Every child comes with a mother. Every person comes with an identity. Every murderer comes with a motive. They explain, They birth, They express, And they kill. But someday will they become the meal? What if it was reversed? Would they try to become more diverse? Or become mentally...

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Mr Dennis...what the Dickens is going on...the inevitability.. menace Of celebrities on every terrace at the tennis.. The profanity and insanity of rampant vanity.. The gist..a D list tryst to bathe in the narcissist mist.. Rich pickings at.. every look at me.. Wimbledon balcony.. Phew..is it too late for me lanky mate Stew.. Can't be ignored...a SW19...

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Time was a man was known for what he did Or didn’t do Did you stand for the flag Did you fight for the Red, White, and Blue? Did you keep it real? Say what you feel? Work with your hands And the iron and steel? Stand on your word? Make a fair deal? And bow your head And take time to kneel? Do you keep it...

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"My eyes were never shut that night, As I pulled my soul in the concept of Magnetic field, I looked through the reality of poets, It can be anyone- an engineer, an artist or a man with a broken heart, since hearts are meant to broke so a soul can join them in pieces again, Though Love and Sorrow."...

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This Sunday, Before noon, In my community church, Wedding bells ring? Rosemary, Daughter of our land, Weds! Grand invitations With ancestral R.S.V.P. To be spoken with flutes, Dressed in yellow palm fronds. The invitation cards spread like Wide fire in the harmattan, Fluttering with the strength of Flirting confetti Between the navel of the earth And the heart of the village square. The living and the dancing — Kinsmen assembled — Speaking alien tongues. Some...

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I dread Monday — Unlike any other day. Tumbling upon it — with eyes groggy, And limbs bound tight with festive strings, Accompanied by the foulest halitosis from a wayward breath, With all the liquor and litter, From the dizzying heights of the debauched weekend — Reminds me of the journey from Banterland to Queryland....

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From sunrise, when the breath of the new-born day Kisses my eyes, information startles me. Waves of my sleep leave the froth from my mouth, Youthful and earnestly fresh with the harassment of Both cuddly dreams and feverish nightmares. The glut of information besieges me like the Waterfall of cracked rocks, wailing with liquid power. I hasten to read the first-ever BREAKING...

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Your mood changes depending on the time of day In the morning most are restless with nothing to say In the afternoon that when the annoyance starts With loud school kids and drunks from liquor marts You try your best not to give too much eye contact It's loud cell phone conversations behind your back The seats are constantly signed by...

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Am I acting normal? Am I blinking too much? Am I staring too long? Are people staring at me? Feeling nervous, embarrassed, uncomfortable inside. Reminding myself to not let the unease show. Making jokes to mask the nervous thoughts I have. Laughing to cover up the awkward reactions. Focusing on the distance to avoid staring...

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Manners are the party fancy — Petit goldleaf on the melting pudding, A sticking cream now on your fingers, Immovable for hours. Manners like a lady, Her morning bonnet pinned, Perching, tilting in the wind. That flat earth, mountained at the dome, With feather shores and flower groves, Shiny plastics, false as those at home. Nods and bobs and toothy smiles, Inflections in...

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There are people who take what they want pez dispensers of pain and suffering gleaning never planting rapists of confidence of fresh air... staining the soul of everything tumors in the marrow of society. They are small glimpses into hell professional complainers and oppressors Bachelor's degree in deflection PHD'S in blame. There are people who only take what they need giving the rest away to...

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