Best Ideological Poems

The coming times can unfold,
far accross to all lands,
the casting shadow has fallen,
with it's far reaching hands,
accross our four cornered world,,
 Humanity progressed to progressive...

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Finding the plot

Of lost innocence
engrained in untold memories

The silenced absence 
in past present unspoken
stories well hidden
and therefore evoking
my past and my future
not mine and mine

Quite...

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It haunts me to think

that you would die for your ideals

at such a tender age

thinking you are

intellectually superior

and in many ways you were,

but Sophie,

it is...

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I live in America, as in the United States of America, and that used to mean something. At least to me it did. And it’s...

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For many people outside the Myanmar poetry, it may come as a surprise that there is such a thing as language-oriented poetry contemporary poetry scene...

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They want to burn the flag today
to them America's blood born banner
represents jingoism, a false heroism of a broken day
a culture illegitimate in divine manner,
feeling...

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Taming a tropical topical tree? Taking a trunk? Telling a tailor? Traversing a tale? Many ideas. Much like the ideological dramas of a beach front....

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this will be good and slippery
in a whistling fall from grace
feel free to edit in a picture of your choice
the more grotesque the more accurate
while...

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Unquotable quotes: The How of Democratic Kill - IXL, Part Two

No, tell me not my vote now does not count
     ...

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NO GOOD DEED GOES UNPUNISHED
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


SAY ADIEU TO EUROPE AS IT EDDIES TO THE DRAIN
THE DEMISE WILL BE SLOW  WITH BLOOD WITH PAIN
THERE...

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Who can survive here?
The air that we breathe smells of blood and anarchy
The water that you drink tastes of fear and lies
You should not say...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s Courbet: Elegy 8 by T. Wignesan

Blanches oeuvres ouvertes
résident dans les jours
la surface du banc de travail est noire
les géraniums-lierres
les fougères et...

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"Laid Upon Their Alters" 

qhapaq hucha 
it begins at birth
the most precious 
resource of all

we are registered,
audited, one by one
under the rod measured
by lizard rule...

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Unquotable quotes: Leftists – XVIII

(Note: What goes for the Left can go for the Right, too. All you need to do is to interpose the...

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A kangaroo in dungarees hops hopefully 
	To win first prize in the Favs contest hot
		On the heels of an enlightening glow worm

Surely life is no...

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