Best Irrevocably Poems

Stood upright, between two roads,
On a thin metal rail,
A solitary, brown coloured bottle 
Of beer,          ...

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Essence melancholic bemoans, echoing soul’s doleful cry
When clamors of unrequited love, earnestly amplify,
Bruised yearnings of deep desires, as lovelorn heart sighs,
For the longings of shattered...

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"The Theory of Positivism"



It’s criminal
all theories tie that life 
in neat tight black bows

the presents under 
that tree of life
wide spread 

arms once wide open...

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It was tranquil sultry August, and the birds were singing,
The insects were all buzzing, and toad frogs were springing.

And I was deep in the mountains,...

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Musty antiquity 
within.
Spice inside
a cauldron 
of ripe reason. 
Five months 
unshelved 
brewing boiling 
now the suave coolness,
animals don’t know
how to simmer their lovebroth
like this.

Only the...

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“Possessed”



The scarlet of her heart opens
where she blooms deepest
from the cuts 
of Past’s insanity
her windows 
full green undressed
him, in his mind;
he confessed,
in quiet reflection, 
he...

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Upon tomorrow's arrival,
today fades into yesterday.
And apathy spurs denial
as endangered animals die.

Wherever concrete cities rise
collateral damage occurs.
And as jets traverse the skies,
wild birds are annihilated.

We...

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Oh, this impish ill!
this mystic flock of ever-roaming pain;
You now possess fully
my body and my life.
I am at your full attention and mercy;
Do you not...

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Teardrops fall like a cleansing rain,
splashing against your broken heart.
And washed away by years of hurt,
empty promises drift apart.

Your fate is all too familiar;
you found...

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“Ten Years, Somewhere in their Lost Neighbourhood”

Of course,
he said, like a god,
there is no course,
one must simply go with the flow
the penumbra stands waivering its...

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"Eye of Horus and the Seat of Me"



When I looked 
into 
your eyes
Blue Sky 
reflected in 
the Heart of mine

I sat true 
in the 
Seat...

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It’s autumn time in America,
the colors are changing ...
(it’s alt right to gasp in whited disbelief)
as poplar majority, quaking Aspen leaves
slowly fall off 
the John...

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i dreamt 
i was a bumblebee
wild and carefree
frivolous and playful
dancing up
a summer breeze
flirting with the sun
a wanderer a drifter
tipsy drunk on perfumes
enticing and alluring
irrevocably seduced
in...

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Jesus is the joy of my life, full of grace and truth
His love was pure and holy, giving his all
For the sin of the world....

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Apologising all the time is often an after-effect of trauma; a self-preservation technique survivors may think they still need to utilise in order to protect...

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