Death Atheist Poems

excitedly injustice
awakening stampede
stopping as imbibes
desperate necks
heeling creeks
jumping dashes
merciful joy
i am not there, please hold
the bridle and the hoof
i see nothing of blunders fray
you have fickled...

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Why is that so ?
One should come and go,
To the end we can't say no,
In Front of reality, all should bow.

If we are here to...

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Wretched emasculated celibate anchorite

(any relationship between the following poem and living persons -
namely the writer of these words ranks as purely coincidental and fictitious).

nevertheless he...

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Lola's fingers tremble 'round her beads,
    Her lips move, soundless prayers;
        While outside, weeds
 ...

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While in deep sleep tuning fork synchronized circadian rhythm in pitch perfect qi

while channeling the energy of Google
exemplified by cute and cuddly moogle.

I awoke from...

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I’m angry that you’re gone, and 
I’m angry that I don’t know where you are;
although you were definitely made of stardust,
or whatever glistens on the...

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Sometimes a breeze can be
a pleasurable presence.
It makes the curtains shimmy as
it creeps into my room.

They ripple with a twitch and flutter now,
pleasant with a...

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Fear no ghosts, nor demons in the night,
Nor werewolves, or shadowy spirits of light.
It's men I fear, whose hatred knows no end,
Whose rage and prejudice...

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Eagerly awaiting until many tomorrows...

to become affianced to the grim reaper,
who never promised me a rose garden
nor crystal clear pool of fragrant delight
to accompany last...

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What seems great, full of years and much to taste, later proves that time is not to waste.

Pass your time sojourning with trembling and fear,...

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Quantum gravity,
a dance of dust and light,
where dimensions fold and stretch,
warped by the weight of stars unseen.
Man is a ripple in a cosmic web,
a fleeting...

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I'm enduring the longest winter's nightfall
that sends shivers to these chilling bones,
I sleep very soundly wandering in the remotest places
of childhood in which I left...

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Tears fall by,
There is no wipe off.
The Limited joys too,
Seem stumbling.
Why?
'cause I am begging for happiness.
What is Demanded from me?
Tears? or my hardening?
There is no...

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So many people on social media and in my life continuely tell me Jesus and God God and Jesus,  they'll always love you if...

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Oh, why now? I had prayed for three more years,
Man lived, then we all die, and our resting is decided by a mortal,
Should it be...

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