Best Alloyed Poems

SWAP MEETS PEACE--

Now reciprocal, is just the thing;
Separation divides it just bring;
War mixed with peace hysterical
Is just the thing now reciprocal?

War in peace makes peace...

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I bring to you no fragrant roses red
For they in little time will wilt and fade
Nor chocolate bonbons wrapped in velvet bed
Their flavour soon will...

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We are all born 
To a world seemingly full of interesting diversity
But why do we slam each other
Instead of accepting and living together
Do we not...

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A Statue Speaks

The morning takes it's first breath of daylight
Exhaling the sunrise that fills the sky with colored 
brilliance.      ...

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Phase:1


I found myself in a market..,
Market of human cattles.,
Trying to get through the situation.,
My wrists were tied with metals..
It was half past seven.,
Neglecting all my...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXXIV

       For Mickey COTO and his PTS-ed cohorts

IF you pull a...

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Walk side with me to a valley,
And we shall be yonder pleasures of heavens light,
Of whose firmament, hills, groves, shining woods presume wonder.
And we will...

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I

Hungry earthworms
Forever entombed in the bowels
Of mother earth
Awake

Defy this asceticism and prostrate
For your ultimate destiny
Lies not in the dogmatic 
Steady march along beaten footpaths

Hungry earthworms
These...

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Wrestling with impasse to contentment

Dispense sing with fidelity blithely agog
just me and mine dark shadow 
slinking along the edge of night doth blog
passivity, the path...

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Where can I find Africa alive?
Africans, a very sick population
language, diluted, truncated, lost
education, bedeviled, colored
economy, bed-ridden, in drips
democracy, without soul, spirit
industries, baseline and debased
agriculture, genetically...

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My Will Rogers Poem

Now figure out why I named it that.

Have heard there can be certain degrees
Of what some people may call to appease
And things...

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Seven hundred and fifty millimeters between worlds-
Confined on one side,
the enormity of the ocean, 
a contradiction to the sand on which it sits; 
artificiality’s extravagance...

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On a muddy  moonless avenue
    his drooped silhouette tugs
    while the hollow niche of despair growls--
  ...

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Just me and mine shadow doth blog
passivity, the path of least resistance oh my dog,
an emphatic YES,
a legitimately valid reason and rhyme to flog
yours truly...

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Hard-chromed and brutally alloyed
he fed the scrapyard hurricane.
Melting the metal, his brawn enjoyed
the splash of sweat cooling the pain.

The weight of the world discarded
at the...

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