Best Aborts Poems

The Rulers wield their silver shields,
             wear golden coronets
while warders guard the prison...

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Beauty is something we see
with individual eyes,
deep within our soul,resides
attraction,waiting ,asleep
yet longing to be aroused;

Our need to be recognised,
a desire to recognise,
reciprocate and hold close
subtle...

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RUINS OF TRANSFORMATION

Hands hold, faces face
Eyes lock, bridge distance
Time stops in silent grace.
Hands hang, faces distort
Eyes glare, bridge burns
Past crashes, time aborts.

Minds close, hearts abrade
Egos...

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Her expectation exits
through the door of a clinic.
Doctor aborts her request.
Odor of rotten emotions
spreads on her face.

Carrying without marrying
is the mother of shame.
Thorns in society...

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truth, word play. silly, how I feel, spoken word, humour, food
PALINODES STOLEN To LIFE’S CHANGES!

I would like to say; this ‘palinode stolen from life’s trials...

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Her expectation exits
through the door of a clinic.
Doctor aborts her request.
Odor of rotten emotions
spreads on her face.

Carrying without marrying
is the mother of shame.
Thorns in society...

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Coming from the same plane.....
They start talking, he offers to buy her a drink which she agrees 
A soft drink, it's just fanta
He shows her...

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Gobble gobble to and fro,
Meals prepared layed out for show,
Show thanks on this very day,
Coming once a year; then astray.
Roads become the one way ticket,
Families...

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re post inspired by theme of Laura contest

Beauty is something we see
with individual eyes,
deep within our soul,resides
attraction,waiting ,asleep
yet longing to be aroused;

Our need to be...

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Warning: Barely Closeted Monsters Lurk Here!

Religious freedom’s what’s at stake! True monsters wage this war!
God’s told THEM (1) just when life begins (so faith that...

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Beauty is something we see
with individual eyes,
deep within our soul,resides
attraction,waiting ,asleep
yet longing to be aroused;

Our need to be recognised,
a desire to recognise,
reciprocate and hold close
subtle...

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Each day an extension of my time
so each morning a risk and opportunity
to avoid greedy egocentrism
to step into harmonious eco-centered consciousness.

Each still-wombed entity extends mother's...

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The system aborts.
(Multiple organs failure)
A deviant art
of dying pompously.

I wish, I was on a -
moving floor, sailing
without a walk, looking at
the camouflaged ceiling.

The shrill voice...

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What kind of man would rape  his Mother 
What kind of man you are 
What kind of man would kill his brother 
What kind...

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CLICK-CLOCK

I wish not only to kill time
I want to torture it first the way it torments me
I want a way to forever still time
Since time...

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