Best Burry Poems

She is Pacific ocean 
Tranquil from outside
tumultuous from with in
 
         Shallow it seems from the ...

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My house is not always a happy home .

Journee’s we all take – from time to time -
take me into thoughts travelling on roads to...

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If I were a bird, would you clip my wings
then cage me away with pretty things?
And, if my wings were to be clipped
why not just...

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What do I say?
On this cherry day
At my own funeral
Where I execute and burry
The Burdon I once carried
Where I let go 
Of the life, I’ve...

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Loose Pocket Change



A whistle blew
And out went candlelight 
It’s wax ,cascaded and crystallized
It’s  tears, warm and heavy, emptied into the deep
A bouquet of wilted...

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James, your words are like echos of extacy

forclosing with your sweetness on the bargain of my heart

so scratched and bruised, wounded from betrayle

and yet...your words...

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Follow me to a place
Filled with Love and grace,
Away from this lonely hole
Where all the demons go.
Drink from a wellspring of life
As I carefully pull...

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This thing we call life has had a toll on me,
I see all I love living in captivity.
A slave to the money,
A slave to the...

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Ossenburger, the business genius, 
when he graduated from college, 
he started a budget mortuary service.

Five dollars a corpse!
He was the Wal-Mart of death.
Burry ‘em, burn...

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I miss those days when my lips really smilled
Eyes were sparkling and words didnt lied

The moment i woke and brushed my teeth
Ticking clock didnt worry...

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The modern generation
Is coming all the way 
To colonize the old one to get it’s accommodation 
It’s encouraging many people 
To welcome it’s arrival
But once...

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WAR AND CRIME

Stop stop hatred
Stop stop xenophobian attacks
Stop Tribalism
Stop Racism

From Seria Leon to Parlestine
From South Africa to America
Stop this unnecessary war
Stop human abuse
Stop gender abuse

When...

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When I will die
Burry me deep
Ten feet down ; fast 
asleep
Place my Math book on 
my chest
Tell my teachers that ; I 
am at rest
Place...

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We always called Cassandras
immature the way she ran
through town with her electric hair
and torn clothes, telling us
that we already know:
that regiment of clouds
that cloud bombard...

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With my last dying breath, I will whisper your name. As my life slips away slowly, so does this pain. 
   Your name passes my lips,...

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