Best Activates Poems

She ran away,
Into the night,
Alone and sad.

They saw her,
Watched, then approached,
Offered her kindness.

She felt safe,
With innocent trust
She accepted friendship,
Went with them,
Believed in goodness.

They beat her.
Force fed drugs,
Imprisoned, bound, gagged.
Trapped and scared
She wet herself.

Men came in
Violated, ravished, despoiled.
Screaming in pain,
Hungry and cold.
The abuse continued,
Day after day
Death...

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Enter the Everest that devastates,
he never ever rests and he demonstrates,
how the greatness activates traits
that forever feed hate,
into enemies with envious jealousy
and sad little nul and void abilities.

It's a given that even if you sail the seven seas,
as well as trail the land you will...

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Doubt is anonymous.
It's (more) synonymous,
to the fairer sex.
It's a, in built feature,
of possessiveness.
A default setting,
of mother nature.
Selfish at times,
devoid of broader vision.

Natural defense mechanism;
that activates when love
is not reciprocated.
Just a shadow of affection,
towards another.
Can cast aspirations,
of doubt in the mind.

Seizing, the moment;
of weakness.
Mr. Jealousy, smoothly;
Waltz...

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Alliteration always astounds audiences and activates all to applause.



December 10,2015


For one liner 5 contest
sponsored by Silent One 
2nd Place...

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Memory Jam
                     
I came in here for something!
Don’t know what it was,	
I know that it’s important,
It must have been because	
I’ve brought my handbag with me,
Why...

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Viewing pornographic images is offensive,activates sexual desires and inflame them !...

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Who is he that watches for the light of the night that will span the sky to lighten the earth
and partakes in the stillness of silence which precedes the arrival of natures shadows  that
will stand down and observe the restoration of dawn.

 A sounds...

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Found the G.E.C.K and a genius super mutant named Fawkes
It's the lone wanderer, were their truly any doubts
On his way back, the enclave stun him cold
It's the lone wanderer, they must truly be bold
He wakes up to the face of the man that murdered his...

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The splendor of blossoming flower,
in the petals of the unfurling buds it lies,
as the spring’s sweet scent shower
saturates the latticed wings of butterflies.
Their charm surrounds the frame of charisma,
I see suspended on the wall,
and while watching I float in the air of fantasy,
I reinvent the...

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Remorseless sweaty palms

despite being prescribed glycopyrrolate.

Though the angst riddled psyche of mine crafted youth, long since receded, ebbed in the past, infringement, impingement, and indecent wracking wrath of mental illness, that even as a middle aged mwm of lxiv bold faced roam min times, I...

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What!
Coffee can is empty
He saw in the bin

Earlier,
It's aroma diffuses around the room
Awake, but right on bed he rests
So, it soothes.

Early in the morning
He likes to taste
Inspiration flows afterward

He thought:
My coffee am sure is waiting for zips
Activates the body and re-awakens the memory

Fingers grip the...

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Day Mind
Night Mind

A door is open.
Through the doorway,
I see a wall weakly
illumined.
A distorted shadow slouches,
menacingly along it.
I close my eyes,
my toes grip 
the carpet.
I do not want to see, 
what I despairimgly
believe will be,
the cause of
my demise.
Hot exhalation flows
over my face.
I fear it. 
Surely it...

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Happiness, happiness, happiness
The one thing we all seek
What does it really mean
The million tonnes of gold we hoard
Or the millions of cash stashed in a bank’s vault
Fleets of expensive cars cruising the streets
Or diamond ornaments glittering for all to see
Big parties on yachts and clouds...

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This Satanophobia makes me fear more
A jobless framework like a rust armour
From the arsenal of an old strong warlord
Surefooted to cut down a long strong rod.

Its an aframomum melegueta
Which its pungency hurts than a cutter.
Idleness; a caustic abstract worker
Bow in the hand of evil chief...

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Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: U And I Are Different
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: November/1987


U and I are different
    we choose/not 2b
what NOTS  R -

We know/that
NOTS-R-nots,
and

They know/who
they/R -

EaCh and EVerY one
of them R SNobS,
who don't give a damn
AbOut Us -

U and I are different
We ReAl, B reAl
NOTS-R-not,
They...

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