Best Millennium Poems

Their mere weapon was their forbidden courage, hands barren with  no armaments, no ammunitions, marching towards the proud valley of death, dedication born from...

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Dear humans, do you read me, I live in space,
Merely a being, sent by God, I'm all over the place.
I circle the world, live among...

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There was a time when I was young
To share an era that begun
From music to the fashion trend
TV shows and history
Fads and other mysteries
I saw...

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Set upon the new world stage within the burning fires of hell. Silently posed factions of the elite, suppress the true inherit of Mother Earth....

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Moonless Nights over South Sudan

heartless Moon, don’t tell me
that you weren’t looking 
when soulless soldiers dragged me
from my mama’s terrified arms
in our village in Rubkona...

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Dreaming quite deeply one dark night
I saw your image and most beautiful face
Passionately kissing my soul and spirit
Charming my innermost desires and wishes
Beguiling my inner...

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The waves of the wake will shower
when daughters of the sea, shall arise
they meet the storm with important delivery
- the mermaid's egg

This birth is unique
The...

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untested waters
 ripple,
 strands of light
 flash in the beauty
 of my mind

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the past dwelt
 in the corner
 debilitating
 disabling
 untethering,
 I was thrown
 back...

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We were a generation free of super-technology.
Yes, we had our records and tv
and the airlines for speedy travel. And yes, 
there had been wars throughout...

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A THRILL SEEKER (PART 1)

He is a sick man with no life that is running around in a world that cannot be lived.
All but not...

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Modeled by the     skilled and clumsy hands
of artists and artisans into an ideal state of she-ness,
a penniless waif appears  ...

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My favorite of songs is The Old Rugged Cross.
   The most tragic of days was the worlds’ greatest loss.
For sinners that day were...

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The third millennium of what?
Man is lame
clearly lost the will to walk,
he’s blind
no longer able to reason.
His fingers cast hope
upon the keyboard,
his mind creates
trends upon...

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There was so much potential when I was a kid 
The future looked brighter than it ever did 
We'd put a man on the moon...

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My life has been fairly stable. Rarely does an event “change my life” in any significant way. Marriage, children, one’s job. Of course, these alter...

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