Best Plundering Poems

Though she holds his hands, he feels all alone 
As moonlit desires sense his dissonant vibes
Emanating from pulses beating in discord
Plundering away ambiance to vacant thoughts
When a cogent conversation becomes a task.

Silence he placates discarding her prompts
Preferring the dark over company of stars 
As a...

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Sometimes, reflections from my mirror,
recall when I slumbered at nature's nadir,
as naysayers whispered in whiskey breaths.
Bewildered, I wandered in the wilderness,
until the mercy of verse reversed the curse.

Poetry you've always been the legacy of my heritage,
a shimmering nimbus, where my words reside by petals,
but if...

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The mellow western sky darkened, 
The sea was calm that night,
Yachts tacking across the bay
Towards their appointed piers.
Luminous moon rays shimmer 
Over wavelets that bathed
The coloured pebbles
Strewn all over the long shore.

As night slowly fell
I began my walk along the promenade.
A soft breeze was a...

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For several thousands of years
you upheld the sacredness of Nature
avoiding wanton destruction 
of plant and animal life
taking only what you needed
since their sacredness was 
just as important to you
as the sacredness of humanity

When harvesting wild rice for food
you let some fall into the water
to produce...

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Wonderful wonders woven within wild. 
Titillates theatrical tender thoughts
Consistently creation, contrives conservation concerns. 
Ecology evolves equations, entitling entities essence.
Empowering equality, enlarges existence.
Life lovingly leases Longevity.
Biodiversity braces, blatant brutal balding.
Deforestation, destruction devoid due definition.
People physically, plundering planet.
Prevalently procuring, products proscribed 
Pilfering practices producing poisonous pollutants.
Greenhouse gases...

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Another war crime to add onto a bucket list 
that goes on far beyond our mind
 
Another human rights violation unheard of
when is this world going to awaken

The sleeping giant filled with grace 
and bring those murdering monsters to trial 

So as they may face...

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In  ponderings of wanderings
Of contemplations incomplete
In one’s life are found blunderings
All human concepts have conceit

Bound of the precept of the truth
In ponderings of wanderings
Serpent slithers, always aloof
Nary a proof of his spawning

Many  lives he is squandering  
His power is in his disguise...

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[ credits to LAURENT YVAN from France who read my poem ]



launched over ages of primaeval forces
my nomadic ancestry calls out to me
winds howl driven over rolling hills
atop a ridge of rugged mountains
beyond vestiges of the long silk road
the Mongolian empire looks back at me
the...

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The trail was long and very dusty
great clouds churned up by hooves
of the vast herd being wrangled on
300 more miles of eating their dust

Bandana's tightly wrapped round faces
cries of "get up there" ringing out
bawling calves separated from mothers
hiss of hot branding irons scorching

A rumbling constantly...

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Diana, Nature’s Guardian 

Defending purity, virtues, by preordained, destine.
With faithful diligence I oversee all life that’s birthed.
Celebrating nature as its radiant guardian 
Fulfilling life’s desire with independent strength girthed.

I am Diana, Goddess of hunting wild animals.
Protector of the natural world both domestic and wild,
Camels, beetles,...

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Before the blast in April's darkened sky. . .  
before the electrifying surge of insurgency -
when trucks and tanks were used to block the roads, and
when men and even boys were sought to aid in one malicious purpose. . .
before the rampant slaughter -...

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For Silent One's - Mamma Poetry Contest

Where is the love, Mamma?

Through broken Louvre blinds, you're ever watching
Rosary beads clicking prayers on repeat mode, uttering
Your plethora of Faith keeps me steadily striving 
Though, frustrated when peace will be arriving.

Under cover of the midnight moon, hookers seducing...

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The winter's been harsh, the winter's been long.
Still it's only march and I can't hear the song.
To have spring fever, you need to be a believer.
This winter's been harsh and this winter's been long.

Shovel's and sneezes are the call of the day.
Please hand me a...

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Destroy thine own brother in abject apathy
taking up arms 'midst conquering expectancy,
invoking howls of contemptible thunder 
neath skies' transparency beyond trepidation,
battles' plundering captures naught of stability 
nor intervention from otherworldly gods
predisposed towards earthly universal unity, 
persecuting soil's divinity neath aggregate exploits
incalculable hunger upon grounds' domination,
tears...

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