Best Mete Poems

"I read the news today, oh boy" - Beatles 

apocalyptic revelations spinning 'round inside my head/have me tossing keep me turning wide awake upon my bed/so much hating too much lying chaos just outside my door/brainwashed zombies from their pulpits spewing vitriol and more/horsemen riding...

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“we look for that that does not come and go
it cannot be organic form, subject to decay 
thoughts and beliefs are fickle, how little we know
yet come what may, our inner child continues to play”


The 'umbilical cord', 
hereby symbolic, 
its severance
where
initiated,
a soul of three,
and then...

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"Criticizing others is akin to criticizing God" 
"Moment we are critical of our critic we become a critic"
Quote by Author
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Words pierce the soft heart, stay there forever
Mind recollects them oftentimes in life
Spoken words for lifelong give joy or tear
Still criticizing others is in rife

Feeling worthless,...

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*Image of Many Meanings by KWC.

Likeness ssenekiL: Part 1

(HOMONYMS: Homophones & Homographs)

He'll heal his heel.
They sow so they sew.
His aide aid with an ade.
You saw a ewe eat a yew.
I ate on the ait eight times.
The fare at the fair was fair.
He sees the seas...

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I want to be a poet to write those words which rhyme
But it seems I'm having trouble with tempo, tense and time
How do the poets do it rhyme words so undisputed
They neatly find the perfect word and exactly where to put it

They make it seem...

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Doth thou Parle the night's
                   Vastidity?
       Wouldst be thine haver of thy
Uneyed, thought-sickness strewn umoving
      ...

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In space, I fail to mete my worth
          Whene'er I look back at my Earth
               I'd switch the honor of this berth
...

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Whom Do We Trust
Written: by Miracle Man
7/21/2019

Every now and then, we all lose our bearing,
Facing days that become gloomy, often despairing.
We only check our compass for direction of travel,
When it appears that life is just about to unravel.

We oft seek out others, and with blame...

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Hatred
Written: by Miracle Man
8/6/2019

What lies in man’s heart cannot be dark,
Or in his head, exist thoughts impure.
His hatred for others render his life stark,
And will always overshadow life’s allure.

Dormant things from others hidden,
In dusty corners of his evil mind.
“Dust Bunnies” oft render him guilt ridden,
But...

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The Bad, The Ugly and The Good  (aka: Bad, Badder, Baddest)


The Bad
I am the gun-toting, God-fearing Ganja Gangsta.
I’ll smoke you, pray for you, then have my daily siesta!
I answer to no one, and fear no man; No Sir!!!
I answer to only One Master. That’s...

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The Sussex lad, to title and land born,
An alumni, now he stands proudly tall.
In Oxford students pass at future’s dawn,
For some the inspiration was his call.

Provocative, a mighty pen his sword,
Expelled for godless view from hallowed hall.
The Baronet poet, friend to a Lord,
The Gothic king’s...

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I admit it. I’m a Lexophile.  I’m likely on some list!
If there’s a play on words somewhere, I really can’t resist.
A twist of phrase, a brutal pun, or the turn of a sonnet fine,
Will fill my soul with childlike bliss, be it deft or...

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What is it to dwell in the realm of melancholy? Is it merely a cloak of desolation that we wear, or rather a wave of sorrow that engulfs us, rendering us incapable of envisioning a future radiant with hope? Though one's understanding of this somber...

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Kiss of Judas, Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Le Baiser de Judas by T. Wignesan

In our century where one sells father and mother
Husband his wife and wife her husband
And who doesn’t with ease dispose the only brother
Gives up yet two scorched by blade and fire

Of course...

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¿A dónde vas? 
si te veo en la proa de una barca en mar abierto
El viento intruso se mete en tu pelo
y un malvado pirata vigila tras un enorme techo

Un malestar salobre rompe toda mi alma
y una angustia de pájaro herido y sin alas

¿A dónde...

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