Best Hungar Poems

I have not penned a verse for many months because I have many things
That are undone, I have not penned a verse for months because the mornings have me on the run. Here I am flying high with a vision that is
brightening up the sky,...

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I am sitting right next to it, and I am absorbing all of it, the fire is in the dish and the smell is keeping me fit.I have not eaten for many days and I have not had  a proper shower for more than...

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TIMES GROWS THE DISTANCE BETWEEN US. WE FEEL EACH OTHER HEARTS BEATING IN DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS. YOU ENDURANCE ME LOVE, THEN ENDURE ME WITH LUST. I TRAVEL IN A TIME THAT'S LOST FOREVER. NOT FEELING YOU EVER CARE OF MY LOST RETURN LOVE FOR YOU.

I LAID...

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Freedom is what we want. Freedom is what we get. Once we stop the war between human kind. Once we stop the fear and hurt of our children. Once we stop our prejuidce against others. Once we stop the blood shed of our people. Once...

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Mean spirited and conniving his manipulative voice  
Thunders around in my ears, sending mystified sound
parachuting in the atmosphere, "let things stay as they
are"the old voice on its dying bed  rumbles behind
the phone and a voice that is so familiar secretly feeding
him with fiesty...

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Searching for peace on earth. 
Searching here there and everywhere with no luck. 
Not being able to find peace anywhere. 
Not being able to find the tranquility that we are all seeking to be near. 
It always seems to be at arms length. 
You hear...

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Widsith the Far-Traveler, Part III
ancient Anglo-Saxon poem
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

I was also with Eormanric for many years,
as long as the Goth-King availed me well;
he gave me six hundred shillings of pure gold
beaten into a beautiful neck-ring!
This I gave to Eadgils, overlord of the...

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