Best Complacently Poems

If food for finer thoughts we did not crave,
If sense of purpose we did not apply,
If we did not critique how we behave, 
If dormant laid Alert Judgmental Eye…

If float and breed were our exclusive wish,
If instincts solely spurred us to survive,
We might as well...

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I wade the waterside enticing death.
The sea extols the brash to th’ outermost
Abyss. A ‘know it all’, I challenged this 
Watery host.

I capsized in the tumultuous seas;
I’m in the heart of the abyssal deep.
The billowing waters; they crest and fall,
Enmesh and sweep.

Disjointed and astray from...

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Wake me if I've become stationary,
satiated with the ordinary.

Nudge me if I am complacently numb,
ungrateful and obliviously glum.

Unfold my eyes if they're mindlessly closed.
Wake me from heedless sleep if I have dozed.

5-21-2021...

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When the opaque nights were starless, 
and the depressing days desolately cloudy,
the journey through the tortuous valley of life 
wasn’t easy as it was meant to be.

When the wilted flowers turned pallid, 
and the defoliated trees tarnished tawny, 
I lost the tantalizing trail of the...

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"Chai Tea, Vanilla: Writing it All"


We are a cauldron
steeped, stewing bitter,
unlike sweet chai tea

boiling 
and bubbling,
our reality, 

is hard
to swallow.

how do we live
with ourselves,
knowing,

we live
complacently?
we observe,

we write, 

we watch it all,
the killing of 
innocence,

the black
and white
of it all;

the death 
of a dream.
before the end, 

the...

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Once upon a time when I was just but a little a boy
My grandmother of illustrious memory – told me many a story
A lot of them funny but some scary 
But her favourite tale which I am about to retell
Its effect on me, i suppose...

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Cosmopolitan suburbs take shape
Seem to form alone, not far from the metropolis
Streets bustle, enlist design by men                            ...

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Inclinations Of Fan

Ceiling fan mesmerized the day’s hypnotic flashings
Sunlight fractured through rotating blades
Someone must have traduced it with black magic
Or a switch turned on when we weren't looking
False currants of air, created up there 
Pretending to be wind inside the room
Are merely fabrications of the...

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In quietly floating the stream,

not one to abandon the team,

you relinquish your row

just to go with the flow,

complacently drowning your dream....

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Style

Compass points in more than one direction
Lays low its feelings before the landscapes gravity
Magnetism searched below the skin of Earth       
Substances you can’t touch or feel or see between the seams
Reveal no secrets or mysteries down in the weight...

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Diseased incubator of mutated humanity
A festering cesspool of rotten ideals, 
And ancient plots of religious restraint
Or the liberation from.
Acidic with greed and selfishness.
Base and seductive, the nature of societal allure
Indulgence, self-satisfaction and gross misconduct
Or just inaction is even worse.
At least those atrocious individuals have a...

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Scared
   by Odin Roark

Fear saved the fly
The spider wept

Fear kept men alive
While Napalm paved the way

Fear keeps the 1% insulated
Handlers and mental bodyguards 
At their beckon call

The mongrel on Manhattan’s frozen streets
Knows well the virtue of fear

Yet

Never will we see our species
Handle being...

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A Rant – The Quiet Hypocrisy


it seeps in through gradual osmosis

and soon is ingrained in pliant minds

it mutates and thrives in tunnels of vision

and then is fused into the fiber of unreason

the quiet hypocrisy that drips of the tongues

spouting broken words of unfathomable callousness

the mutilated...

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Home
Cosmopolitan suburbs take shape
Form, not far from the metropolis
Streets bustle, enlist design, become cities 
Drawn down the street, concrete solid
Buildings line up one by one
In the calm one structure at a time evolves
There on the outskirts of timid town
Rising from the dirt, from nothing
A flirt...

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Inside the teardrop I see elephants roaming;
Voices echo across the waters as if moaning.
The elephants take the form of a child’s size,
They invade the teardrop under any guise,
Coloring the waters with feelings of deep blue,
Until they merge into a color of another hue.

Suns and moons...

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