Best Censor Poems

Don’t censor me and let me write at will
The longings of my heart these pages fill
You fathom not what lies there in my heart
So don’t...

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What If

  You live in a Matrix that you don't know, what is really happening around you.
That there are people that wish to control...

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With Youth.....

Watch this girl...
she has her eyes
on a rising dandelion
sprouted in high grass,
a pensive girl, 
weaving her way through the fields,
looking past weeds to her...

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Eyes meet over sips of morning coffee;
Warmth travels thru both my body and heart,
While you couch-settle around and near me.
I value sharing a perfect day’s...

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I am whatever you say I am...
but, let's get back to reality...

       Three short years ago, this room shined...

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My word is my Gold 

No ifs nor buts attached

A spade’s a spade 

A joker’s a clown in a circus charade


I think carefully before speaking...

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As a kid they said technology
would lead us to a better life,
and in many ways they are correct,
tech does many things right.
I suppose I was...

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PROUDLY TATTOOED 

Proudly tattooed I am for you,
I saw you going to have one too,
My ink is stained,
For I never feigned,
To have one alone, we...

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We see them sitting in towers
carved from ‘learned’ ivory,
insulated by their tenure
from the world of reality,
poisoning their students minds,
putting bad ideas in their heads,
the kind...

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Oft do I feel I should censor my mind,
Spill the ink on the cloth that my words lay,
Snatched by the Raven 'fore I finish my...

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My words are not poisonous
I have a spider in my mouth
They are neither venomous
I rest a forked tongue between my teeth

My words are lovers
They sentence...

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Brother Thomas was a preacher 
Who knew the scriptures well.
He asked people to follow him, 
And he'd save them from Hell.

One night while he was...

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You never know what's going on
Within somebody's head.
We follow clues but often
So much more is left unsaid.

Though body language gives off hints
We never can be...

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On Wells Street in Chicago, is a sweet comedic treat.
Second City Theater for laughs and where many found their beginnings on plain stage, their life's...

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When that mind of yours a vicious censor screams
“you can’t,“
every time you even vaguely contemplate some new adventure or perhaps that dream encounter,
you’ve been promising...

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