Best Fallacy Poems

A fallacy, that every 'once upon a time' 
is a beautiful fantasy, for some hold lies
Fairytales have a hero, but also a villain
masked in sheep's clothing as a disguise

Red Riding Hood defeated the Big Bad Wolf
Billy Goat Gruff butted a troll to the stream
Simba overthrew...

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The home divine
I thought was mine
And studded with jubilation,
Was not my own
The lid was blown
A refuge with a misconception....

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Society is rife with statements of misinformation, fallacy and contradiction
To say otherwise would be to argue that our settlement was a pleasant eviction
If you are to believe what is in the following first lines
Then perhaps you are gullible enough to believe the proceeding lines

Our new...

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The road taken is not as straight and,
Narrow as we think but a,
Huge mountain that we must climb.
As in life we have many journeys,
That we must take.
The sun brings hope in the future,
Showing us the way.
The moon holds my dreams and,
Fantasies within my soul,
Showing me...

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Life killed the dream that she dared to dream.
Life gave her change,
And Change killed our poor Fantine.

Dark days,
Long nights,
Cold sweat,
Firm hands,
Callous Cackles,
Tooth ache,
Swollen Sores,
Heartbreak.

Between Life and Death was the only choice,
She prayed that death would strike her by surprise.
If not for her prize,
The fruit of...

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I'm drowning in it 
Drifting here and there
All this emotion
A life of chaos
But who can I tell?
They will not understand 
How do I explain? 
I'm drifting in an ocean
Anchored down by a mere thread
An unreliable chain
That I wish I could just break 
I want to...

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The grace to forgive
Does not mean it’s forgotten
The heart remembers
Scar tissue ever present
Yet it pumps out crimson love

Eileen Manassian Ghali...

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A broken lover was asking for a haughty rose
Through the dark of a past
I too rejoice the treacherous effort....

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"As a person sheds worn-out garments and wears new ones, likewise, at the time of death, the soul casts off its worn-out body and enters a new one" - Bhagvad Gita 2.22

~*~
Death 
is a 
misnomer
Autumn leaves fall
only to be born 
again when spring arrives
Body dies...

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Personal Space Cannot Exist
There are chances or collisions
One never plans, never truly possesses
Alone, but with quarks and protons …
What matters then our private spaces?

Private alone the mind of the Space Magician
Whence comes the contours of our destinies
Whereby Little Space and Mighty Space breathe as one
Yet...

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Does the utopian human not salute, 
The ideal person, right and sensible?
Which psychologists can easily foster and describe,  
In certain personality models which are not dispensable? 

The utopian human stands to beg, 
The question posed by psychologists, 
“What is your character and personality?”
Their good...

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 Our mind is capable of passing beyond 
the dividing line we have drawn for it.
 Beyond the pairs of opposites, of which
  the world consists - other, new insights
 begin."  --Herman Hesse, on Thought "

Controlled Fallacy 

I could be an enchanted dragonfly,
the...

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living in this flagitious society life becomes numb
yet we extrapolate irrespective reality till we become dumb


mental break downs and frivolous exercises of intellectual contempt
permeates a paradigmatic volition of unparsimonious content

we are axiomatic in our subjective minds as we conceptualize truths
but preconceived notions poison and impede...

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I have locked myself away, behind walls
For love hurt me, and I cannot stand tall
In between the lies I have heard, and with
The stories I have read, it is no myth
That nobody cares about my stones built
It is not their job to penetrate guilt
And save...

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As the weather chooses its flavour for the hour,
Stubble-ended wood shaves itself on the layers of unseen ground.
Synthetic puke seeps through pores seeking to devour
Every tiny, curled hair floating in the murk around and around.

Pool party skies reside a millimeter higher than the tallest fingertip:
Leftovers...

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