Best Realists Poems

I look at the world through rosy glasses
It helps me tolerate the asses
And as each new day passes
I am happy to be here

The glass I see is half-way full
I think diversity is kind’a cool
Mix up genes in the human pool
And let prejudices disappear

I like staying...

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Tell me,
Father Time,
if you would share this space
it would mean everything to me
to us, so kind

Choosing healthiest seasons 
for your highest priority,
comprehensive
social-political-economic-cultural issues:

1. Chilling domestic economy 
flat-line trends,

2. International peace intent 
and springtime praxis,

3. Continuous Summary Improvement 
health care practices 
mediating full growth co-engagement 
resilient...

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as my pen positions itself
between my fingers  and pillows itself on my hand…
…I know not why I write and still I’ve got to take this poem for a ride….

Thoughts spew inside my head – too
fast to articulate. Too deep to defend. Ticking like a...

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"The Will to Survive" 

It was a peaceful time
back then in the dreams
that were once 
our prepossessing future.

sands of time 
dragged under our bare feet 
while the crystal clean warm ocean
of life that once was, washed over

our carefree summers 
in mermaid caves in the times
of...

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"Countries, like languages, become different when ideas don't meet
  Languages we speak, countries we keep, are words so deep standing on our feet"

  
  Three thousand years ago, only one language was spoken by all people on earth.  This is the...

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Once upon on a memory
It seems like many moons ago,
Our hearts danced, we became entranced
The oceans of our love began to flow.
A lost and empty heart
Wandered aimlessly down a path,
Darkness invaded, hope evaded
Then there was light.

Once upon a memory
Night has stolen day many times since,
While...

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Reach into my depths, I could,
pulling out pieces of fallen idols,
From contemporary to eccentric,
From cynics to realists, to romantics,
searching deeply to find my voice,
If indeed, I have acquired such a tone
as those who inspire my very thoughts,
Thoreau, Coleridge, Crane, Byron, Poe,
Frost, Hayden, Hughes, and Gibran,

Pertinent...

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a pretence of goodness 
dimes on the dollar 
blood on your collar 
pieces of diminutive generosity  
tramps love handouts 
look for direction of the middle class 
one day my colour won’t matter
breaking down the barriers
leisurely indifferent realists 
NYC subways monogramed  
a home but...

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We are surrounded,
sometimes aversively beset,
upset, 
by diverse warm and colder felt attributes of love.

We have each known and felt candidates for resonance,
waiting for our more stringent,
yet also generous, 
articulation.

Those remaining who believe unfettering capitalism
must be forced for sake of appropriate and necessary liberties,
secured and maintained...

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Maybe one day.


Maybe~ one day l will fly away,
Fly away to the moon,
And dance among the stars,
To discover the essence of spring,
On Jupiter and on Mars,
Ceteris~paribus (other things being equal),
To fill my heart with tranquility,
Fill it with harmony,
And feel the sounds of silence
Maybe l’ll then...

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A silent trip to the past
The memory of a lost battle
A sign of weakness
Fake smiles surround us
Green slyly decorates the walls
Enclosed hospital
No way to escape a fornicated cage
A lunatic they claim
Needle into the skin
Samples of blood
Is she on drugs?
No caffeine
Afraid we'll go crazy
Talks of religion
Talks...

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This year in the town of Bath
W C H are exploring a path
There to show, what they know
Such good reasons to go
Real good people in action in Bath

From the second, to June the fourth '
With much discussion.. A tour de force.!
Many realists versus theorists.'
In the;...

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Philadelphia, 
When you enter Philadelphia 
You will think that all the drug lords 
Of the World live in that USA State. 
Millions of drug addicts, 
Streets filling with homeless people 
Due to drug addictions 
And few secret reasons ...
Which could be taken as  serious problem...

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It can be so hard to fix this planet
but we can still try our best as realists. 
I can still explain to many people that
 because majority black people loving so much 
majority white people in the World?

As one of the preachers, I am always...

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Driftwood on the water's surface
Slowly splintering apart
A kiss of a violent wave
As rain begins to fall

The eyes see so much
But they see nothing without hands
Without touch
Everything is an illusion

Life is fake and real
Fakes are the friendliest
Realists are the meanest
Divine what you will

A word has a...

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