Best Alter Poems

Never satisfied
she passes through the night
of my dreams
demanding expression
seething
pacing
chasing
In my every lucid thought
she speaks....

I feel her presence, and I tremble
I try in vain
to keep her tame
docile
confined
within the parameters
of my world....
defined!

Oh, but she will not obey
Must have her way
her say...
she lurks
she breathes
she waits
prowling
growling...
ever ready
to pounce
and seize...

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“Teach me to pray,” I ask the Father.
He lovingly said, “Kneel down at my sacred alter”.
Looking around I could not see; where could this sacred alter be?
Then gently he instructed me his sacred alter was my knee.
In that moment it became the Holy of Holies.
Kneeling...

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The little girl who begs for mercy is away,
her angry alter-ego took her place.
The little girl might possibly come back someday,
But now her eyes gleam red on her fair face.

All the wicked things she said and did,
It was not her but that evil thing.
Maybe the...

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I feel the devil calling me,
a voice I choose not to hear

He's called before 
when I was young

But even then I refused to listen

Growing up with an innate sense of right
and wrong
The path to righteousness was easy to find
but laden with snares and pitfalls

I've been...

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There sits on my shoulder is a small man
Looking like he’s my real alter ego
Surely seeming not to ever let go
Telling me of things to do, what I can
Sometimes he tells me to run, then I ran
I have little to hold, little to show
With him...

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I remember now the promise,
it must have been in the womb,
for darkness was warm and sound was fluid,
the only time that two heartbeats were in my body,
an offering from God to me for us,
words as a silhouette skylining the architecture of our soul,
God made only...

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—He was nothing but a pretender—

I thought he was my friend 
because he followed me everywhere I went,
because he hugged me in his tender bosom
and comforted me every time I felt sad and lonely.

When depressed and not knowing what to do 
he tapped my shoulder...

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She wouldn't want to bore ya,
but there's something about Nora.

Things physical, not audi
fly away from her body,

Fail to nail the counter, 
hit the deck all around her-- 

A zillion spills to mop up:
coffee grinds, egg shells, & catsup.

"Magnificent Uncoordinated 
Movements," an old boyfriend said,

In and...

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i waited for you at the alter but you never came,
in front of my friends and family im embarrassed and ashame,
the pastor closed his holy book,
took my hand and shook,

i turned to the crowd and apologized,
and as i apologized i realized,
the dream  i fantasized...

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With pale skin and eyes of green,
From two perspectives, he can be seen.
Hood of black and cape that is fine,
through hearts and souls of evil, he dives.
With arrows of justice and truth he fling,
Cutting through air, the arrows will sing.
From one side he fears and...

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I would like to tell you a story
but i dont know where to begin.

Ive got my self an alter ego
its actually like having a twin.

my name is judy
and her name is finn.

i like drinking vodka
and she likes drinking gin

when we go out together
the boys have...

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I've just re-read my poem
  of a pessimism groan
and re-Mark ed to my self inside
"hey man, where's yr pride?"
 
"Yo,  Why you giving up?
  before You drink the cup? 
You know you'll never find
  Her again - so grind
 
Yr teeth...

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Sometimes even in these chaotic times we can sill get a little old fashioned, find a brute of a tree and relax under its shade.We can then mentally attempt to travel beyond that day in an attempt to step inot another life creating within ourselves...

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I've had an 'out of body' experience

So you can't blame me for what I did

My alter ego Oscar perpetrated the crime

To do such a thing I'm too timid

I'm totally innocent of this heinous act

Must have been devoid of all morals

Listen I still do have a...

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sometimes you have to look after your sanity
and try to understand the laws of sequence
where before and after absolutely must preexist
perhaps consciousness cannot access its source
but we're not automata and we've come a long way
through lunacy and habit and clutching
to the point where we have...

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