Best Never Again Poems

5/24/17



Not going to adjourn
Since you never learn
Going to make you squirm
More than a worm
With a stance that is firm
Then make you burn
So that you never return
Showing no concern

No more chances
Or free passes
You'll find out what happens
Over such foolish actions
When you are thrown into sulphuric acid
Or...

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Silently, she lies there listening to sirens off in the distance, 
On the bed where they just recently enjoyed each other’s passion.
The neighborhood dogs, barking at the noise in the night, are taken inside by their owners.
Tears streak down her cheeks knowing that never again...

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in the light, bruising shadows shun
the moon and stars,
the wind who blows,
the nightly wishes – rivers of hope
seaside moments, poured out on the sand
remembering the silence
of yesterday’s sin – her secrets
no longer mute, but hesitant to tell
what has been, the truth
stirs her tears, her fears,...

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I now know where I have never ever truly belonged.
Refusing excuses or reminders from others anymore.
Never again will I believe their own critiques or lies.
...

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Yesterday, was an adolescent, 
while we where the innocuous fluorescence that lighted up the floral hopes of the sun and transformed it's smile, into a cheerful full moon.

The sky was always brightly dressed up with colourful fireworks, and sometimes it looked overdressed, due to; too...

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Never again will the rain of your pain
flood the streets of my joy
because never again
will you know where I live!


Written: By my sister Rosa Johnson in 1970 after a painful separation from her 
husband....

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Man child. Mean manacle meaningless.  
Painfully pondering potent powerlessness.
What and where and why the worst.
Found fear of failing. This the first.
Faced foe fist for fist.
Gaining gentlemen game gist.
Soon shattered, smoked so surely.
Error eternal, earning effects early.
Different daily dues dutifully dealt.
Alone, angered. Agony and anguish...

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Two million soles collected
One million souls lost
Can humanity recover,
From the holocaust?

This stockpile of shoes
Is a reminder and clue
That what happened to them
Could happen to you.

Auschwitz reminds us
Of man’s inhumanity to man
If we can forget
It can happen again.



Entry in the Leather Voices contest...

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You Told Me Never Again My Love

Love’s a most sacred trust between two people meant forever,
And yet you treat it, at times, as a sham and forever is never.

The bond of love is considered sacred in God’s very eyes,
And you should know dear one—that God...

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The matchstick you lit
nobody will see  again
I'm still enlightened...

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Her face was contorted with fury
She was as angry as a bull
Her checks flushed 
And her eyes sparkled with ferocity
Walked in through the front door
At a snail's pace
My head facing down
Avoiding direct eye contact
She came closer
My heart started pounding
Pounding at what is known as the...

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NEVER AGAIN!

How many times can we claim
“Never Again”
As justification for our
Systematic genocide!

“Never Again”
Has worked time and again,
To control the world’s media
Revisiting Nazi death camps
So we will never forget

As a Jew,
I must support Israeli atrocities
Or I am labeled anti-Semitic,
Ignoring the actual definition of Semitic
Which includes both...

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Never again do I want to go through pain
Never ever again
Love, blessed word for the fools
Has been for me one of the most murderous tools

Love, bringing me to my knees
Hoping the heavy rain would cease
Love, never returned to my sorrowful heart
Never making of me the...

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Never Again


Lost down memory lane in your migraine

Unable to explain this deep set pain 

Like a hurricane mixed with acid rain

From the inhumane way you entertain

Love goes down the drain in a wet bloodstain 

Pop the champagne then numb me in cocaine



04/26/17 
written for Contest:...

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In between the doubts and tears forms a founded thought…
scribbles on an old shipyard memo pad
tapping the inside of my skull, waking me…even though I don’t sleep,
offering a collection of dots and dashes to interpret

There are times in a man’s life when he knows he...

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