Best Mortalities Poems

As moonbeams settle softly on her face,
lay bare the gaunt and haggard visage there,
a woman whose whole life was spent in care
for those who ran and won another race.
Those stippled hands, the measure of her grace,
her shriveled arms, now wasting in despair,
her saddened eyes so...

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sometimes you have to look after your sanity
and try to understand the laws of sequence
where before and after absolutely must preexist
perhaps consciousness cannot access its source
but we're not automata and we've come a long way
through lunacy and habit and clutching
to the point where we have...

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Difficult to sing, but let us chorus  today
Let us all sing  African patriotism song

Africa the golden land of our fathers
Would be exceptionally advanced in all fields
But stewards full of ego, serve self interests
Stewards, think about Africa first

Minerals, fertile lands, good climate
Would make Africa...

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Admiral John Smith sat stark and semidark at the crossroads among the war torn.
With no urgency for liturgy, he wrapped his men tightly with tattered blankets around 
likewise mortalities.

Nearby, in an irreverent attempt for a God-like Eucharist, homegrown quilted women lit 
store-bought cigarettes and watched...

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Thrown are we, irresolute innocence through regurgitated realities…
Distortions of parallel paradigms-
excrements of encrypted rhymes,
Sacrificial sapient slaves marooned by masochistic mortalities’
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Prolific pondering of minds within spatial exponential existence...
Social intorsions of inauspicious illusions-
captive calamitous confusions,
Warring machines mandating annihilation with rigorous resistance
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Tempestuous tyrants dictating, Overlords ruling of magnetic...

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Ocean girdled nation had prospect for absolute containment
Overseas observers, in distant comfort, complacent 
Wuhan origin arrivals sparked a catastrophic failure
Leaving lock down 25th January, flying into Australia 
Similar instances followed, action came agonisingly belated

Contamination suppression echoes with mismanaged lament
Millions of innocent impeded by heartache of...

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A MINSTREL, OR A BARD, OUT OF TIME, IN A WORLD I DIDN'T MAKE(THANK GOD, I 
WOULDN'T WANT THE BLAME)



THE POINT OF IT ALL
IN READING OF HISTORIES OFT VIOLENT COURSE
I FIND TRUTH IN PLATO, THEN FEEL REMORSE
AFTER ALL, HE TRIED, THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO
ABOUT...

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Whispers cloud the judgment of weakened minds
wreaking havoc with the fragile balance of id and ego
humbling the sprout in its new greenery.
 
The winds are made of whispers, fear is their home
and each human husk shivers at the sound of them.
The unknown comes in the...

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...inspired by 'Inside And Outside' by Allen Tate


As moonbeams settle softly on her face,
lay bare the gaunt and haggard visage there,
a woman whose whole life was spent in care
for those who ran and won another race.
Those stippled hands, the measure of her grace,
her shriveled arms,...

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Nothingness fills every inch of me
abominable sensations crawl from deepest recesses 
anxiety lunges at me – clawing at the soul
already battle-weary, depleted…

Mortalities plague my waking moments
ungodly images rouse the mind to endless tortures
trepidation ignites every nerve – electrocuting me from within
conflagration, inferno…  
 
Fractured...

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As moonbeams settle softly on her face, 
lay bare the gaunt and haggard visage there, 
a woman whose whole life was spent in care 
for those who ran and won another race. 
Those stippled hands, the measure of her grace, 
her shriveled arms, now wasting...

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A MINSTREL, OR A BARD, OUT OF TIME, IN A WORLD I DIDN'T MAKE(THANK GOD, I 
WOULDN'T WANT THE BLAME)



THE POINT OF IT ALL
IN READING OF HISTORIES OFT VIOLENT COURSE
I FIND TRUTH IN PLATO, THEN FEEL REMORSE
AFTER ALL, HE TRIED, THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO
ABOUT...

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Surrealisticity

WHEN IS TIME?

Ethereal benevolence surrounds the omens of my dreams
In lieu of hoped-for transcendence trickling through my seems

Your obtuse ambiguity invoked an angelic enlightening
My infallible faith was revealed through karma kin testament
Cosmic assimilation aligned and proficiently primed
Commemorate the acute frame of our selfless minds’ time

Time...

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Standard of life still same 
Only people who have change 
A changed time, a society broken 
Even to themselves a denied truth 
A world of mortalities do they exist
A time forgotten like an ancient world 
Living of a world, existing in our own 
What is...

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— This poem describes our journey from the reality of life to the truth of death.
— The introductory “then” connoting ‘in medias res’ is reminiscent of the opening of Dante’s journey to the inferno in the middle of his lifetime.
— "Maximum point," "graph", and "function"...

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