Image Abc Poems

The Odd Narrative
Steamed up the window, my finger I paint a landscape,
Mountain, forest, and lake; the peak cries into
the lake becomes a vast ocean,
where trees...

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When the lights go dim
And we no longer visualize 
But a shadow in the distance 

We look hard
Only to a blur
Through a glimmer of light
Slowly...

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If I see myself in the mirror of my thoughts
I laugh so hard that I cry
For I’m a product of broken pieces
Smoked away in different...

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Just to say I'm well off my way, crossing the difference of options, I've never really connected, as I say they just repeat the same...

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"Focus within the brilliance of 
your own mind 
and value your 
own views
 inside your mind..."

-Ds-...

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Death is more indefinite its evident that we numbered in sequences of the virtual world  
Sucked in by technology supply to be hacked and...

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Africa is not poor,
Do you know why?
There are lot of minerals that are,
Form within Africa.
Just that Africa problem is Africans.

Oh Africa!
You're wealthy with vast minerals.
You're...

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THE CHILD SYNDROME

Our failures are victory laurels,
They are the miracles we survived.
Our survival is our success.
The survival of the man from the child.
No one wins...

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HUE-MAN©
Hues of shades
Man of race
Some pale some parched
Some pastel some poisoned,
A pastiche of a classic life-drama
All within this living matrix,
This untimely reign of droplets
Like winter's...

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Do, re, mi
Do you still remember me?
I sat in front of my piano, wondering where the voice was coming from.
And I pondered, oh I pondered,
Who...

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In the long cycle of destiny
The world is ...
Because of the sunny way
The fire started.

The desire of everyone ...
The light of hope
They made us touch.

The...

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The backbone of the poem
Touching
Boil the chest
It was raining and it was raining
The flowers grow
I learned the meaning of summer.

So, hope
With the smile of life
To...

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It's the lonely kid
Reformed, rebirth
Reborn... But I am not the chosen son
Not even the favorite boy! 
Like oh why...! 
Oh oh why...! 

Writing weird lines...

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If i ever said i'm over you i lied.
If i ever said i didn't care i lied.
For what shines today does forever.
And you shine brighter...

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Images of incineration interrupt
Infernal imagery imposes in intricate intervals, illegible to those ill with ignorance
Inadequate ideologies imply impoverish ways, never to be incriminated no matter...

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