Best Meed Poems

A gut full of grease is a glutton for greed
A swirling cesspool of sinful man's seed
These men of corruption, a pitiful breed
They trust their own hearts, which deceives them indeed
Prey for the fallen and wicked to feed
Who whisper with promise to fill man's each need
They...

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There is a weird language known as ENGLISH , 
not so weird , but better than gibberish .

But I have a question of singular and plural , 
just like the confusion between urban and rural .

If foot is feet and tooth-teeth , 
why isn't boot-beet...

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Sterilize the enterprise...

Pro-rate your eloquence,

state sorrowfully,
then engage-
every page,

wondrous rapturous,
bashful captures,

slanty' cases and raging races...


Be hotter than road modern!

Beget the racers in the Stallium!

I am raving the major,

they take away the meed and complacent-

I am the smasher and head Caser! 

Take me to the ancient hollow...

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That precious life in beautiful consonance
Where feelings and life are constant
The Alpha’s, the Omega’s children ingress into unity
We, meek, abased on our knees for his glory
With musical inflections and modulations
Bestowing him with praise
He has presented us with his overlay
Successfully, we have overcome the ill ones...

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Silver spoons sit at evening diner tables
Forks and knives acompany these lonesome
Silver Spoons.
No one orders soup, but instead a large steak,
with mashed potatoes and gravy, with steamed vegetables.
The fork and knife are put to good use,
As the silver spoon sits there and watches,
As grimy hands,...

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Lately, it's been memories 
and sleepless nights. 
My bed, our bed;
these sheets smell like you.
I swear I hear your voice 
at three am, and I'm 
awake for another night. 
I almost called you,
but I talked myself out of it.
Sometimes I have to remind 
myself to...

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Evil is a stubborn weed
People always plant its seed
Viscous are its deeds
On the innocent it feeds

A harmless germ in our mind
A thoughtless thought we can unwind
It can be a temptation to fault find 
But once it clasps it is hard to unbind

Find your herbicide
Fumigate your...

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Both heights and lowlands we traversed to spread Your message; O glad pain!
Not even once, You know well, we strove against the world in vain.
Not only land we bore Your Word glorious across the heaving seas,
Upon our steed of zeal, we rode unto their darkest...

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*Image of Bread Our Daily Dough Pixabay.

Our Daily Bread

The rooster neck stretched while crowing 
wakes unknowing
rubbing their eyes
mid-raised gold skies.

The fields being harvested all-day
work and no pay
hourly naught here
own free and clear.

Morning, noon, till the setting sun
mom's work ne'er done
our meed we're awed
by Father God.

2021...

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Apostate hearts and palsied hands Your earthly lives debase,
You all, to your great Prophet (PBUH), are Bringers of deep disgrace;
Those idol-breakers all have gone, You idolaters are,
Abraham was the father, you His sons, are but Azar;
Now stranger bands carousal hold, Strange are both cup and...

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You've remained a particularly fantastic mother to me.
Adequately training, I wouldn't have gotten gloomy
As follows, I'm keeping in touch with you today.
I humbly beg that God would lavishly meed you all the way. 

Throughout the long term, I've seen delight and sorrow. 
You were the...

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‘Tis a tingle at the tips of thy lips where I shall plant a kiss,_ 
then slightly lick the curves and slopes of their mounds to partake _ 
of the taste of treachery that lingers with thee still. 
Allow me to brush mine ears across...

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*Image of Horses Nature by Pixabay.

Some Paradise Where Horses Go

"Somewhere, somewhere in time's own space
There must be some sweet pastured place
Where creeks sing on and tall trees grow
Some paradise where horses go"
     ~~by Stanley Harrison

Where linger they midst verdant green,
Brung more...

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Can the black live
                        without the white ...?
              ...

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Written: April 3rd 2024
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How I venerate you, O Lord
In your lens, lenity and levity loom
as a benign breeze
Stars doth glitter...

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