Best Indubitable Poems

In Aussie-land dwell the marsupials
By night they paint the town connubial
   They make them a joey
   Named Zoey or Chloe
Neighbors jump for joy indubitable...

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They must have thought that I was brought here to do the numbers....
Ninty-nine's einsteinium square dance razzle dazzle then you shuffle a masque ?
Halloween arrived although ushering in an unknown, mutation towards 
These centripetal forces ? Ancient's prophecy to bring into fold of trembling 
Foretold...

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So cramped ...
Strain to move,
Flex and budge in tiny increments ...
That's the limit.
Constantly testing, trying,
Pushing, pressing ...
Constrict, exert, constrict, struggle,
Spin slowly, push ...
That's it. That's all.
Nothing more.
But it helps ... relief,
A body sigh ...
But only a modicum.

So dark,
But hints of light ...
Here and there, and...

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MAN’S LIFE


Man’s life:
The jumping out of a plane resembles
Right Into the arms of gravity’s demands 
That anxiously pulls him onto the ground
As his prevailing destiny commands

No parachute on his back is to be found
For him to avoid the inevitable impact
So he must soon find a...

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Youth,
Zeus’ thunderbolt of vitality, you are,
The volcanic eruption of vigor,
The very incarnation of liveliness, 
Your passion unrivaled 
Your spirit indubitable 
Your enthusiasm insurmountable  

On the horseback of your dreams you
Are galloping
Unafraid 
Uncompromising
Unstoppable, to the ends
Of the world, 
Overcoming every fear
Demolishing every boundary 
Obliterating every...

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A Foreigner in a land of chicanery, can't see the forest nor
 destiny aimlessly adrift tween dusky skylines searching
 'pon comet-like nights, 'neath the shine of absurdity
 mistaking stardust for certainty, there was an inkling
 once upon a brief interlude 'tween misconceptions, 
when the sun...

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The river boils and burns
Churning the soil downriver
Silencing the calm quiver
Halting the anaesthetic shiver
This fissure in the earth was the sliver of hope in this dearth
A cool spring, the fuel to my being
The Sun has set, lending its light for a little while
And like the...

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Life is an origin creation 
Death is a final destination. 

Someone says, life depends on humans' fate
But for me, life depends on how you to create. 
Thinking how to against the destiny
But in the end, you'll need to face the reality.

Says, fate believers have faith...

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DID YOU SAY RESURRECTION OR ********?

Pardon me Mister Sinister Minister
But you are not so much teaching as you are screeching and reaching
While preaching to the choir about brimstone and fire
As I deem you a damnable liar
And a prodigal prostitute who should be destitute
While I remain...

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it's really not bad at all, it seems false advertising is the only way i get any numbers despite the fact that i write the truth so well:                
DID YOU...

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I would love nothing more than to be hers
with a smile that fractures my sanity
i question the need of all medication
when after all she is my cure
and doctors are baffeled by incontrovertible indubitable proof
that my heart beats in morse code
to spell ouut, her name
Thump thump.....

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The world in generality
as to the knowledge of known knower
in between reasons, senses and perceptions
is a matter of clarity
on becoming merry
as oppose to being merry

The matter of worldly parameter 
is of dictating representation
of liberating indoctrination
in attaining truth
despite the contingent sublimity
and deciphering the apparent symbols of...

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Tulips and lilies never smelled
so fragrantly inebriating
by the lake of the half-moon,
I sense the ineffable mystery
of an alluring and serene evening;
remote breezes so unforeseen
and unquestionably redolent
slightly touch the motionless surface
of the silvery and bluish lake so comely
and limpid while drowsy oaks and spruces
sway their long...

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How like a prison   is my cubicle;

A prison,a trap, a cell,a place of fear.

For humans,this  is truth indubitable;

We need to roam ,to see,to smell,to hear.

 

Yet in the bureaucrat realm , we must observe,

The rules laid down by  generations gone.

And from...

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Jinxed jesting jejune junior jobber...
just jabbering gibberish (A - J)

Again, another awkward ambitious
arduous attempt at alphabetically
arranging atrociously ambiguously
absolutely asinine avoidable alliteration.

Because...? Basically bonafide belching,
bobbing, bumbling, bohemian beastie boy,
bereft bummer, bleeds blasé blues, begetting
bloviated boilerplate bildungsroman,
boasting bougainvillea background.

Civil, clever clover chomping, cheap
chipper cool cutthroat clueless clodhopper,
chafed...

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