Best Considerately Poems

I thought and I thought
I thought and I thunk
so very much thinking
My thoughts made me drunk

My friends are great friends
Friends that are friendly and true
They are far more than friends
These lovely friends one and two

They're considerately considerate 
They consider what they do
By considering the possibilities...

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Would you show me how you sleep so sweetly
Or could you teach me how not to dream
Mine have been deliberately consuming
Considerately they've been killing me
With reoccurring nightmares 
Of creaking cemetery gates
The silent screams among the undead
As they lay me down within my grave
My heart beats...

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The painted Words:

When a bamboo bends over backwards, keeping her peace,

it does not mean that her sense of balance’s decreased.

The wound that was inflicted though unintentional

would have healed had a passerby thought more considerately

than to snap it to rigid position after the storm has ceased.


What...

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Here I am-- again
Grabbing my pen, scribbling my pain
Into bleeding and excruciating words
That might end up killing me.
Damn, I need to let this out! 
I need to release all the dramas and doubt. 
My pen cries of simile again
Fighting considerately  in vain, 
Creating make-believe...

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It is disgusting that 734 people died at Mecca,
Last Thursday, when so many lives were lost,
Needlessly, for want of crowd control officials,
To restrain the 1.4 million who’s emotions cost.

Religion is never an objective thing, 
It's extremely emotional, out with rational thought; 
And the ritual that...

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The pages of poetry and prose,
So carefully and considerately composed.
A response to the voice inside of me that 
Whispers in a manner incoherent.

I am listening, because there is not much else to be.
I can guarantee I will die unworthy
And leaving no legacy but a beautiful...

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A romantic thought of death is to believe their the ones alive
Although we embrace the living perhaps we are the ones with covered eyes
I pondered on this notion during my peaceful walks through hell
Aligned with rusting treasures thrown from foolish wishing wells
Considerately it comforts me...

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From whence it came
Moments were choices to be made
Time never forever remain
Were there to be words to be said?

Choices to be acted compulsively
Choices to be thought distinctively
Chosen to face subsequently
Isn’t time as always as naturally?

Champion by some, fools by others
Triumph fades and wrongdoings endure
Promises inconsiderately...

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Do you ever feel like you’ve lost who you are
misjudged others by oh so far
gaining perspective becomes so hard
thinking you’re someone to disregard 

Growing up you fell out with your friends
at school unliked no one to depend
no one close there to the end 
though not...

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You have opened your eyes,
Now open your mind.
See your own significance,
See considerately.

You have opened your ears,
Now open your heart.
Listen to thy heartbeat,
Listen compassionately.

You have opened your mouth,
Now open the doors to your soul.
Speak thy spiritual reality,
Speak truthfully....

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Born of Two

Positive and negative energies were made to make things new
From door stops to whistles to how a frog jumps and what colours it is too
An existence is a culmination of all these experiences and how you interpret the energy in you
Take it to...

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("Multiculturalism Merit Badge", 2010, original oil)

DEI

Skin color is literally skin deep,
Of course race means a lot more -
For anatomy and physiology,
Our emotional and mental characteristics,
But that is all deeper than a color.
To focus on just skin
Misses all that is beneath
All that is within,
And THAT is...

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A vein in me narrows a little bit every day,
I have tethered myself to shallow promises;
strengthened my organs of clay,
and deceived them to believe 
Forever is either momentary bliss or death.

But then I heard a call in the blinding dust, echoing;
I saw you assembling pieces...

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Although I am grateful, doesn't mean I am free.
For even when a slave is relieved of their hunger,
They are still very much enslaved to their master.

Although I have tendency for guilt, doesn't mean I am obligated to help.
For even when someone considerately offers,
Their efforts can...

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OFFENSIVE !!


Gus Ferenski had a problem. It was a beautiful day outside. The rebel sun gazing down 
like a peeping Tom. 
The factory air, fresh and clean 
as a San Francisco hippie. 
The leaves were swirling in magical dance, 
a tornadic spell not by chance,...

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