Best Paradoxes Poems

Life is a song,
incomplete, yet soothing—
lullabies lulling the world to sleep
with its balladic lilt, gently swaying 
to the depths of its nomadic 
syncopation.

Where I can...

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"The cosmos is within us. We are made of star-stuff." Carl Sagan
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We’re all stardust, remnants of Divine Magnetism and celestial fire 
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My past already lived,
my unknown future is the only place to travel-
beyond paradoxes or predictions,
 I could stand in a world beyond a human life...

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Falling into the vortex,
there is no escape
You're sucked in,
getting sub-atomically stripped
is your inevitable fate
No more straight line of linear time
No more clearly defined dimensions of...

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Duality spreading through the land
Above my head; beneath my hands
The greatest darkness I’ll become
Or one to show you the brightest sun

Open my eyes unto this...

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Suspending ornaments within an abstracts reasonings....

Paramountic marvels of a phenomenas majestical wonders; these 

Perceptions perceived along the paragons trails towards, the swallowing castles 

Reflections amid...

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There comes a time
We ask ourselves
The why of what we do

What is the use of writing poetry
Do I write to express myself or to be...

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4/27/17


Winter, Spring, Summer and Autumn
Changes rarely or often
Occuring by the top of the river mouth and at the bottom
Near and far from fruits and vegetables...

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Man was born to make things happen
the universe finally had enough 
After expanding and exploding for eons 
was time to get answers about some stuff
With...

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He tossed the finished cigar in the bin,
Doctors for years have said it is a sin,
To blow your two lungs out in puffs of smoke,
Is...

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Funky Funkus For Fortunate Few
Real artists won't do alliteration
Modernist are we the folks
Seeking adoration
Post structuralism 
Is the old order
Annihilated are the Sonnets
And poetic formations.
Conversing ...

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The potential to be awoke within thee
Then there began to be an He and a She

Faith became Floyd, the womb before was void
Love became known...

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the wheel is squealing, grinding, and peeling
rubber off the tire in a wheelie some real heat
some friction slipping losing your grip and
your sense of conviction...

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Paradoxes perceived....

Alas, afore perditions peremptory paroxysms passing

Recompense, aneath this incantations au revoirs pier?!

Intensity wrought forth amid the speculums mist

Surging slicing waves rolling in; brevitations acme...

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Expanding with
perpetuity
of paradoxes
started from God or
a bang from a spark?

I come to grasp
we are on an
island in an
oasis of  

freewill and
spirited 
souls from seeds,

planted,
watered,...

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