Best Human Condition Poems

in bondage to social etiquette, our heart paused
spontaneity was stifled, innocence was lost
we wandered earth like a soulless ghost
love betrayal came at a heavy cost

glorifying body cage we live in
truth of our Self remaining unknown
accustomed to trauma bonding with pain
we denied God’s light even after...

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The absurdity of the human condition:
The only condition we try to make sense of,
Make reasonable,
Sanitized,
Certain,
Familiar,
When we know we can’t.

But still we love our categories,
As if life was a Christmas present
That we could neatly wrap
And put into boxes
Labeled “certainty”

But these labels soon break down,
Deconstruct,
Peeling off
Like bad...

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Villanelle: The only game solution to the human condition

The only game solution to the human condition
“Don’t nobody move a muscle” and hold your breath
Stop having sex with the opposite sex in motion

In a billion years men will pass babies with their motion
And suffragettes will be...

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There will come times
of unimaginable events

Times in one’s life
unforeseen and inexplicable

Times that will test
The mettle of the best

Times that will evoke grief so great
that the stoutest heart will shrivel

Times of bliss and happiness such
That one seems to float in air

Times of stress and dire duress
That...

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THE HUMAN CONDITION


DAY AFTER DAY MY MORTALITY COMES TO HAUNT ME
MY SPIRIT FADES WHEN I LOOK 
   BUT CANNOT SEE REFLECTION
A TRIGGER PULL AWAY FROM AN UNFINISHED EPITAPH
I’LL RIDE THE LIGHT
   UNTIL IT SHINES NO MORE


I CURSE THE WAR THAT IS...

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He watches the way the world 
interacts and ponders the reasons why. 
He responds to artistic imagery, 
Lost in creativity he dreams often of his own reality,
He acts with haste and risk is routine. 
Hair to the wind, his life an intentional spin, 
He lives...

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We are coldly  incomplete
We are boldly infinite
We are the many of the flawed
often foiled and cleanly clawed
We Are the human condition...
We' been betrayed and enraged
then mordantly disengaged
both sides of a twisting page
We Are the human condition...
we are the simple in complex.. in an idiots...

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I walk this world with the cover of a ghost
The one I asked to be my host

A link to a world I can not see
A way for you to be apart of me

With every free gift there is a condition
This messenger is sent to carry...

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The Human Condition
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Animals, yet so much more
Being human, the laughter and love
A lot easier than one would think
The truth of the matter our callousness stinks
Is tragedy really necessary
To bring out our best
Be true and kind always, life is just a test
Caring is so easy smile,...

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The love we have inside and the love we share.
Is it rationed out are some people scared?, to 
show there emotions give love and devotion. 

We
are all so different yet have the human condition,
the built in ability to care. Forgive and forgetting a  
fatal...

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The air is being sucked out of my lungs

My head is bombarded by a thousand shards of 
glass

There is no refuge to rest my weary bones

The angst of my supposedly beloved is fuelling my 
anxiety

In my mind my only rest exist underneath the 
ground

I have...

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MM 
Menopause Moment


It comes on uninvited
And it doesn't make you excited
Heart flutters ensue
To an almighty hue
Of crimson red 
Lighting up your face and head

Next comes the tsunami of sweat
Accompanied by an almighty dread
Will anyone see the tell tale signs
Will they think l’ve been on the...

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Graces for the Loved and the Lost

To the sweet graces afforded to us from above 
To the hand of tender guidance that is only born from Love
To the broken boxer taking off his boxing gloves
To the man living on the edge when push comes to...

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Startled sprinkles twinkle and toll
The time ignores my grunts and groans
Everyday empties its force of roll
Cannons sound -- and mothers moan

Between the place where time is not
And heaven’s hell slams its door
Little men with giant heads hot
Are lost beneath the fluid floor

New nothings interrupt the...

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If Keats could have seen through Hubble’s eyes
when the sonnet ‘Bright Star’ he wrote,
meaning its telescope-imaged skies
with those stellar tableaux afloat,

would he have noted ‘aloft it hung’ 
 ‘steadfast’ all night in ‘splendor lone’,
that poet who died, alas, too young
yet over time whose fame has...

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