Best Marsiya Poems

Dedicated to my Dad Jerry W. Niday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend...

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Panda and Combine
We both are generally lazy
Until it comes time to work
Then we both eat crops
We both are losing land to live on.

We both start small then eventually grow
While one prefers the west.
While the other prefers the east....

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When my heart is crushed between two rocks, 
I struggle to find you in the darkness.
Build of temptation
foundation of moral
a layer of guilt.
To lead me in this world of **** twisted hearts.
Take mine out to see if you were hiding you there.
Building on temptation
flowing though...

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Hollywood’s Lucille Ball, loved by many, 
had an enormously profound effect on me.

She was funny and kind and goofy,
and so wonderful, she lit up my 1960’s TV.

My favorite show of hundreds of thousands
is of her and Ethel making candy.

Until Carol Burnett came along, I thought...

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(true feelings none fiction)


Dear Godfather Ernest Pinckerly.
       The day you died when I was young was horrible.
My life had changed ever since. The memory of you is like a blur all I remember is your name and being with...

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he  was father and son
all in one
no doudt
he was sold out
it was for few dime
as they drank wine
one was unkind
that was a time
the little boy was born
the world was torn
he came in at dust
it became christmas
that
HISTORY OF JESUS...

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I use my hand to write poems that will convince you that my soul has been bleeding from start to end. But this may be a poem for those who think I've been writing from the heart. 
What makes it okay? 
What makes it okay...

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emotional 
understudy
positioning 
it's self
upon the 
stage of
life as
prop to
be used 
as a 
replacement 
for the 
injured true 
internal self...

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Who believe to be alive,
on this earth after death.

Who crave fame, Rial or crown,
hard to be a savior of mankind.

Decisive fatwa from best findings, 
Grand Ayatollah blackclothed.

Mourning in the morning, 
a lot of verses are amusing....

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Domestic violence survivor killed after reporting my abusive ex husband to the fbi he’d began extreme attacks on me mental cruelty mostly first hitting me in my back with a brick I still stayed what a stupid person I guess it’s true I was a...

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Dare I Say 
who is coming 
to dinner who 
is now being 
seated at the 
table of plenty 
in this immediate 
bluster of chaotic 
bliss sitting across 
from me is he 
supping from the 
brass cup sharing 
his blood blessings 
kneeling before 
mother Mary 
while...

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THE COLOR OF HATE UNLIKE ALL 
THEE OTHER BRILLANT COLORS 
OF THE WORLD I MEAN YOU SEE 
IT IT'S STUNNING CAPTIVATING 
EVEN CAUSING STRANGERS TO 
GATHER TOGETHER SHARING THE 
VERY SAME FAMILIAR TRAIT OF HATE 
FOR MANY IT WAS TAUGHT OTHERS 

FIND IT MORE EXCEPTABLE...

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The mountains rumble the trees 
sway the sky calls my name the 

sun gleams brighter while flowers 
blood in the mere essence of me 

the calm waters pour in leaving 
soft sand between my toes when  

we move the galaxy takes a bow as...

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My dad was born 1942 
my mom 1943 together 
they created me I am 
beautifully made Joy 
emphasised happy 
Anniversary Honey...

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Craving sensual thoughts 
hidden melodies created 
mastered performed through 
necessity I’ve become to 
explore the nature of you 
the way god made you just 
for me how you balance the 
arch in my back the nape 
of my neck man you are Mann 
created by...

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