Axons Poems - Poems about Axons

...Galore of buzzfeeding, needling and scamming female hustlers... with a scheming, loving, and enticing guise alive and well seeking gullible guys (once upon a time just like me), who experiences......

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...Timeless existence Where does this come from, and what is our job in this incomprehensible subsistence? The answer is unknown, but the reason exists and it’s anonymous, its life secret; the plann......

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... Written: May 17, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Artistic portrayal of life events as a diorama Fog hinders sight, and exertion leads to drama Seek ease, apat......

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...Promise me your hands will reach out Resilient attachment starts in childhood When the brain has colic outside the womb A mother’s unconditional love soothes worries When a birthday missed slices......

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... "Artificial Iris" Orwell was lurking in the background, somewhere; the dream was eerily familiar, the words and their meanings, read in Syntax, once read between pa......

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...Love these shaking hands They are made to write But, hands betray me Love the self that writes We’re on the same page But, I hate you still Love how openly you incense me You're ignition ......

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...Red hot chili pepper poker face... Born that way angry antithetical mailer daemon when... all of Christendom bows their collective talking heads in supplication, a temporary truce and reprie......

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...Bartender Oh Bartender (a stout rendition of O Captain! My Captain! Perfect rhythmic rhyme with tonic when the doth ale). Mine eyes espy the glory per the ending of another work day beckon B......

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...Once you were the ocean of emotions. Perplexed, perturbed, desires and hesitations. Waves of tears washed away my crazy cecity! In the sea of fog, you still there…… Beautiful but quite hazy! Y......

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...in all human history this is being said now as the flies gather about my corpse and its waiting Molotov cocktail booby trap we all feast upon what we were with more monotonous regularity than wh......

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...Who needs a boost? With endorphins you are always in the driving seat. Belt up about clean bill! Self love, self acceptance come in standard and De Lux Editions, jewel case or soft pack signed b......

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...Konrad’s hoover hovers from wall to wall in the back room of his mind A partial vacuum once the power switch is on and all neurons are firing Time for a good clean up the curtains have been dra......

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...Changing The Mind's Diaper My mind is clouded and I just had these thoughts So much going on my head is constipated Filled with prime everything I was taught, The quantity is carried in my min......

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...this anonymous weaver spins his written tapestry to acknowledge your ninetieth year no matter this author unknown who deftly weaves (for pete sakes) with english poetry which rhyming threads fire......

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...No More Than Honeyed Lies` Our lives be naught but Honeyed lies comprised By capricious butterflies so if it feels a bit surreal You should not be surprised That masked amongst The fog an......

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