Best Customarily Poems

1.The dogma of atheist does not contain any stance
(positive nor negative)about any form of incest.
about pig eating,about swine soup,about fried frogs,
about consensual gaang baang etcetera.
2.Moreover,most atheists do not customarily condemn 
the very practices that religion condemns, 
for example,idolatry,adultery,and homosexuality.
3.Atheists do not constitute a cohesive or...

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My Lydia, my Lydia, 
You undoubtedly have contracted chlamydia.
During one of your sex-capades, 
In a beloved city, somewhere in Syria, or India, 
Or presumably from the talented guy, 
You willingly met at the cafeteria in Nigeria. 
maybe it was the Presbyterian at the meridian?
Oh My...

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All I need is a coffee and some Advil
A little selective remembering will help.

Caring is far too inconvenient.
Your indifference is startling.

Your beauty is unoriginal
And it unoriginally takes my breath away.
When I saw you, our eyes did not meet
Creating
Manic ripples of uncontrollable fears
concerning my shortcomings.

Your beauty
		as...

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He was customarily of pristine attires dispossessed
In his eccentric shabby tunic dressed
People pondered why didn't he repudiate it 
For they cohabited and so declined to quit....

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Remembering the mountain
My tears start falling down
Crawling upon my face
I departed from the wharf of home
And I am started to think
Crying the nostalgia of this mountain
It was once a symbol of my pride
Being the descendants of warriors
Telling the ode of my past raising hood
They were...

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Under the bridge in Del Rio are stopped, stuck, stationed
Thousands of migrant Haitians, not Ukrainians
Frankly, if they were the latter, they wouldn’t be sanctioned
Detained, abased, mistreated and deported like Haitians
Like herds of cattle to detention centers in Mexico or in their Homeland
It’s asinine, sad, odious,...

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Your beauty is unoriginal
And it unoriginally takes my breath away.
When I saw you, our eyes did not meet
Creating
Manic ripples of uncontrollable fears
Concerning my shortcomings.

Your beauty
		as it goes
Allows you a life free from expectations
Selfish lovely thing.
Attaining forgiveness with your thick lashes
Who could stay mad?
You are driving...

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Feels right to wake up fore the sun
Make coffee.
Sit up, not stopping over in a corner
Customarily unaffordable mornings
Trapped against my own wall 

The chattering is soothing
When the back drop of the noise box
Has subsided.

My dreams I care not for
The pretty dresses or tap shoes
Just a...

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Lag B'Omer, a little-known Jewish celebration today
    arrives in just one night and two more days
  A bonfire is built, there's singing and dancing
    What's there to celebrate on this holiday...  

  The great Rabbi Akiba...

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The seldom branch
Takes a glance
As it waves at me

The cottonwood trees
Through the breeze
Applaud me

And as the motions
Comes and goes
Something you should know

God has made the harvest
And the harvest, glows…

The eternally, ever, everlastingly
Rivers flows constantly
Recurrently, repeatedly perpetually ever increasingly
Like a spark that’s burns into a flame
God...

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care …

your last concern …
sixteen times you said it
repetition as your testament to love
nearly a full clip emptied straight
as ballistics into my chest
with your most saccharine sexy drawl …
but you saved just one -
left that last “I love you” in the chamber
for bitter Hollywood endings...

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Productive habitat overrides destruction 
Rousing happens atop ground otherwise reluctant
Entities touching, same faith entertained
Grass burst brave weaves together cracked terrain 

Gaia time turns pages, plot twists threaten pattern 
Arrested in laughter at last season's barren
Nudging sprouts mouth new determined language
Terra pushes Spring, customarily established



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In the USA, within certain parts of the “south” there comes a time of year called “Indian Summer”, but other parts of the USA also use the term as well.

A delightful period of weather change which normally brings relief from the blast-furnace temperatures of the...

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Bonnie Brown was in love with Charles, like black pearl clings to night,
So young and engaged to be married, like myriad stars, shining white.

They were active professionals, dwelling in a charming, bustling town;
As warbling charms orange noon, after pink mist clears, with no sound.

They had...

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