Best No Problem Poems

Life seems a never ending struggle, or times of loss.
From our own iniquities will our youth pay the cost? 
All the hunger, all the drugs
No more love who cares enough to hug
So many types of addictions
Are we guilty of so many inner afflictions
Calling each other...

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A rainy day?
At heart I'm gay
I can still play 
Until see a sun ray!...

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Tonight from our distant, foreign shore
Tonight where the waves of Florida splash the shore
Tonight, like children hunger for a mother's breast
Tonight, Jamaica, your lore abates the stress.
And the children in the yard playing there
Hide and seek in the guinea grass
Find there life no problem there....

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There is no problem with overcrowded prisons
Don’t worry
All the jails are overcrowded
You have to make a reservation
These days
Go for one more traffic violation
Indulge in your crimes
Bring a cushion
When it is your turn
And the waiting is over
When all the prisoners stare at you
You know you are...

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His narcissism’s off the charts
Only psychos say he’s got smarts
This china shop bull
Sells shopping carts full
Of shlock from his rear-facing parts...

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What’s a girl to do
Looking looking looking
For completion in a partial world.

Will it be under this rock,
Or along that stream
I’ll find my prince charming
In the form of a frog?

And then what,
How many kisses will it take to know?

What’s a boy to do
When all around the...

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Summersaulting on the clouds of time
Makes me thirsty for yesterday’s old ones
They were the best; their laps were soft.
Kindness was their middle name.
Their first name polite.

No one said, “no problem”.
They said, “You are welcome”.
“No problem” to me means “you are not really welcome”.
My mind growls...

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Problems are stones 
Thrown at me 
I pick them 
To throw back...

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It is okay to sob sometime, when i find the sky above my head is not clementine. It is pouring love by shedding little and crying. My heart is beating little more and feeling divine.  Missing him like i am no more mine....

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Sore fingers are no problem
I can work around them
High ho High Hey!
Ouch! Typing hurts a lot
I can do other things
I give my hand a quick squeeze
No worries I tell her
Until I try to tie my shoes
Double ouch!...

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