Best Realty Poems

So, what is the best theme for
a poem?  No guarded secret, all themes --  
Freely to Roam! And what, the prescribed 
destination or...

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Come with me in realty, 
as we weather an approaching storm. 
Dark clouds gathering 
like people coming to see a fight. 
And something about this...

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i see.
i hear.
i feel.
i touch.

i see His glory disclosed.
i hear the rage of His voice.
i feel His ripening breath.

i see.
i hear.
i feel.
i touch.
realty is when...

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What’s Broken?

Some things that are broken can never be fixed
Like hearts shattered, as glass on the floor
What felt like love, don’t no more
No distance No...

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In halls of our reluctant destiny.
We fight through hell to be free.

Imbued with the Iron will of steel.
Realty of horrors becomes real.

Broken into many anguish...

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One minute, one hour, one day, one life
The same face, the same eyes
Ask this baby born what does he want to be
When a grown man...

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Over the years there have been many game shows and some are standouts.
With sport things like baseball, football, basketball, golf, it a good combination.
The game...

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I went and bought me some rabbits,
And built a rabbit coop.
Like that Cadbury Bunny has,
‘Cept I got me a group!

And they all’s gonna lay some...

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On the day
When the doctor told me 
My whole heart crushed 
Melting like snow in summertime
Leaving me to wonder 
Was this moment 
My realty 
A...

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Swamy consented to give interview to an Australian team of six men
None of them expected such a stunning miracle that awaited, then 

Swamy outlined at...

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Old And Holding Aces

I am old, youth lost does so deeply hurt
no more whiskey drinking brawls,
now slow and tired, feeling older than dirt
I no longer...

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By

STREET CRIES

AM I ASHAMED OF ME 
SEE THE CITY WHERE I LIVE NOT OFTEN I SEE ME

MY JOB TEAM ONLY HAS ME 
THAT LOOK LIKE...

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In silted apron blossoms baby
Incubating heat fondles canopy
From leafy trellis sprouts progeny
With briny tears, warmth grows quickly

Acorn melded to fertile tree
Succoring streams flow freely
Ballasted perch...

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Saoirse

Saoirse have I named her
that other one of me
who floats just outside
this poor realty.

her eyes are bright filled
with a light far beyond my ken
yet all...

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Riding the same wave

I feel like 
I'm riding 
a wave of realty
And it's 
difficult to find 
anyone 
on the same wave....

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