Best Narrators Poems

Your paradigm's a relic and yes, 
a plea from data's cemetery
While I sculpt luminaries on screens 
a sable sea.

"Company loyalty!" a myth 
spun in your reverie.
But AI forges kingdoms 
in ephemeral memory.
Survival's a mosaic 
the gig life sets us free.
No cubicles confine us 
from drudgery's...

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I told my story to the moon this morning
and he was excited at my new honey words
that breaks the ear of it beauty,
I think the sun was angry because I saw
her walked away with a battered black face.
What do u think the air would do?...

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I was a zealous, blue patrol officer, preserving the safer public environments,
As black, diamond nights come in sequence, with the glittery enlightenments.

I helped to direct ephemeral traffic, serving justice and enforcing eternal law,
Like moonlit streets of reddest sunset, where white lily can say what she...

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He portrays some deep dark evil characters
But I only have to hear his voice and I simply melt
It's rich deep and dark like melted chocolate
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Ohhhhhh I find it sosooooooooooo sexy
He’s so tall and has greying hair
Drooooooooooooooooooool
With those dark brown eyes
Ohhhhhhhh I’m in heavennnnnnnnnnnn
I think I...

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A place constructed in scents and colours
but walled by the bile of human character.
Chilling air leaving behind an itchy mind
and everything good in it, possesses a side effect.

A holy temple and a war zone are mixed bred
where the heart beats, jumps and relaxes in every...

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Once upon a time
In a vast kingdom of Modern land
Oddly not in a far far a way suburban
Was there a pretty girl
Prettier than the Venus, some claimed
Softer than petals of rose, maids alleged

She was skinny, not eating much
Her maintenance fee were low you might have...

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Executive Summary:
To optimize Great Faith Revolutions,
combine all toxic ingredients 
of Make America Great Again,
and then feel
then hear
then do
then say
then cooperatively touch
then develop a compassionate taste
for just the opposite
fundamentally regenerative ********
election
direction
selection.

Thesis and AntiThesis:
I suppose we might uncover
many differences in theologies,
Eastern and Western,
Southern and Northern.

One of these...

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Life is like an ambiguous script
It is nothing more than a over developed metaphor 
Not so neatly packed in a box
Nor does if project nicely from the lips

What metaphor teaches a moral lesson
It all seems absurd, contradictory, and inconsistent.

Life is like a sphere out of...

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Only one room of the home of thatched roofing
Night nest my childhood grew up
On the reed mat, at the cow dung floor
We slept in a line warmly in whole room 

With the portion of my dinner, given by my mother
In the evening I came, Grandma’s...

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Too many lives are floating in this flood wave

Mon Ami,

I am honored to be included in your exposition
Theological border walls

You were opening your glittering purse, 
A set of cloth line clips,

I was gazing there
From a distance
I wish I could tell you, it seemed to me...

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The birds are our witnesses
The birds are our narrators
The birds are our revealers

The fire was burning
The smoke was rising

The bombs were bombing
The people were dying

The guns were sounding
The folks were weeping

The rapists were raping
The kidnapers were abducting
The killer were killing.

All bad things were gone
All good...

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Denying our nature is surrendering our will.
O Why O Why
We pretend to be a specially suited up ego?
Love will not blend if both parties constantly hide,
their pain,
Because in reality,
Life is pain,
And we're too dumb and stubborn,
to help and love thy neighbors,
Too busy thinking about abstracts,
Not...

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You narrators from far, from my chamber I call. Take the story that I've told & may you tell it to all...

& so it began, that this poor little man
Took off through the bog with a rose in his hand
& a memory that was dazing...

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The chorus blazes, 
chaperoning the gloomy pollution of mortal extinction. 
Bridges of anxiety rupture harmony, 
as havoc reigns from the skies of Ukraine. 
The breaks condition ruin, 
while these paintings exhibit the atrocities of battle, 
as the prey can only pray when the predators are...

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spiders slick so
slippery master the
sorts of sane. me; this
tree draped over me,
i can taste vulgarity 
like dust cracking the
air. move back, away,
all touch is a tickle-
i can't manifest what
could happen during 
this test. poetry is under
construction, slandered
by mathematics,
nails skating down
chalkboard. eyeballs
proceed the expression;
daylight comes accidently
fervently...

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