Best Exerted Poems

Parched and dry, this barren field stretches,
I wander, head hung low,
staring at the emptiness eclipsing my thoughts
Brittle blades of grass disappear beneath 
my worn out sneakers,
black and white crushing beige
in slow fashioned footprints of blistered dust

“My sanity for some cool water”

When upon my shoulders, reddened...

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Once glorious, but now rusting buildings, lined every dusty road.
Somehow everywhere clung the smell of cow dung.
My heavy bag, a giant rucksack,
Most of it I shipped right back.
I thought there wasn't much glitz or glamour,
And fought rough in a bit of a clamour.
Tuk-Tuk's going tut-tut,...

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Parched and dry, this barren field stretches,
I wander, head hung low,
staring at the emptiness eclipsing my thoughts
Brittle blades of grass disappear beneath 
my worn out sneakers,
black and white crushing beige
in slow fashioned footprints of blistered dust

“My sanity for some cool water”

When upon my shoulders, reddened...

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May 24 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Nehemiah 4-7

Key Verse – Nehemiah 4:9 Nevertheless we made our prayer unto our God, and set a watch against them day and night, because of them.

PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO ANSWERS OUR PRAYERS 
MADE UNTO HIM
	
Praise...

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Question my mannerisms, do you cause me
Kindness, should be shown to no friend
Reciprocation, will their beliefs differ
In vain, will all my acts become
As if trust, can be nurtured by none
Relationships prove worthless

A resident was my heart, of yours
Care, did you show little 
Every deceitful word...

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The same speech before hardly could bit me
So that were redden both my cheeks for shame,
And after gave  me comfort as to free;

So used to be the spear, I felt the same,
Of Achilles and of his father cause
Before of bad and after of good...

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I try to understand
What it was like
For you
When your world 
Consisted of
You can't

You can't
Sit at the front of the bus
You can't drink from that fountain
You can't look that man in the eye
When you speak to him
It's yes sir
How high sir

You can't 
You can't 
You can't...

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There was this smart ass way back in high school,          
sharp as a fiddle but so unpredictable;
he ran the school paper and worked as editor,     
you might say he’s intelligent and that’s...

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It’s the pressure exerted by the earth’s 
atmosphere at any point given,
such acceleration and value of 
standard of this word we live in. 
The weight of the air increases 
then starts to decrease, 
then the pressure of the molecules 
above the surface cease. 

It’s like...

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Naked copulation embedded this one,
Before one imagined or everyone,
When the night was mostly savaged
And the light was damaged bandaged.
	
Blessed where the ones given a son,
Under a circular, an heir on the run
A sun that insist to be the only to shine
Transcended moves, in their eyes...

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An exuberant orchestra fellow,
Over exerted the stroke on his cello,
His bow flew like a spear
Zooming into a posh lady's ear,
The recital was stopped by her bellow.

An opera scout looking on,
Heard the posh lady's bellowing song,
He signed her up to appear
So the whole world could hear,
Now...

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In this moment, writing despite a headache, stuffed nose, blurred vision

Dry throat, exhaustion

Heart beats pounding, over exerted

                As it fights the virus/infection attacking
       ...

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You were out shoveling snow 
Exhausted you lay down for a rest
Heart was exerted too much
You had no idea that the end was near

You were healthy and robust
Never heeded heard warnings
I hope you felt no pain 
As you drew your last breath

News of your death...

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Dreams are productions
Of utmost longing, greatest hope,
Performed by friends we wish we had
Where imagination makes us cope.
 
Waking pulls the curtains
House lights on, seats deserted
Eyes now focus but darkness begins
All meaningful energy long exerted.

Reality is the nightmare
That waits for us to surrender
Not to sleep, but...

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I believe Earth is much better than Heaven.
I’ve done it, it’s over, look there, I said it.
But before you get angry with me, or uptight,
read now this poem, and I’ll explain why.

If Heaven is what I’ve perceived it to be,
it means that all that we...

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