Best Bonum Poems

Summum bonum exists because it must 
That is the only way the existence can last
Even if everything would be dust
Only way it is not swallowed...

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I’m a little firework
Halfway towards the sky
That’s burnt out to dust
Into nothingness
And now I have to die.

I was a crow, flying through a tree
Tried to...

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On this Eid, as your sumum bonum 
Is consumerism and as your soul is 
Mortgaged to the Federal Reserve Bank
And hedonism, your mental wish-list has...

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The content of "The Character of "The Two Greatest Mayors of Louisville Kentucky: Gregory Fischer,and Jerry E. Abramson. Here is "The Content of there combined...

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Playing with the butterflies, squirrels, birds
Embracing the fruits, flowers and seeds
The identification then remains stagnant
For quite some years
Then with the members of the community
Would like...

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"Just take this chalk," (so went his talk, 
to servants sent before): 
"And do not balk. When you uncork 
good liquor, mark the door." 

This...

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The binary star is about to come close to the sun
By the Stonehenge new day has began
Yung children with Stonehenge mystery have fun
As down the...

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Playing with the butterflies, squirrels, birds
Embracing the fruits, flowers and seeds
The identification then remains stagnant
For quite some years
Then with the members of the community
Would like...

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I ought to be working, earning
Not penning poems; pondering
About my LORD (and poems)
I may wish to share often
(Is it really SHARING?)
Someone quipped that
She couldn't accept...

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Gold fields expand softly in front of an eye of a dreamer
Sweet flag near bulrush ancient ballad will murmur
In the water dam is built by...

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This is dedicated to the
walking conversation pieces
to the crazy geniuses waiting until tomorrow to
procrastinate
this is for the night writers and red bull fighters
to the strange...

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Be it of a rope, bamboo or gold
The tale of ecstasy isn't old.
By the breeze
Swirls up and comes down again.
In every rise a new adventure,...

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The hills roll with grain color of gold
In the hemp wind whispers ballad of old
Every human interaction is a saga that is about to unfold...

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Seventy seven stones stand tall
In their center is something beyond essence of a normal soul
A lake with water crystal clean and pure as summer breeze,...

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Great circle of stone through which shines divine light
To children playing there this is delight
But there is more to stones and light
Then just beauty at...

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