Best Recurred Poems

If I could change the world,
i would resurrect the humanity
humanity towards indigents
man would be rich by heart not wealth
wealth towards charity
money would flow not filled...

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RAIN
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For years I’ve sadly known of one who dislikes me—
A member of my family, whom I do love.
No matter how I’ve tried—solution not to be,
My...

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Rear view mirror

Objects, objectively put, are  closer  
than they  appear. But it doesn’t say it all. 
With the fair signs that spewed...

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Poop
It's only a poem.
Don't use that word.
I'm trying real hard,
despite what you've heard.

Poop
It's gonna get better.
I won't be deterred.
I've only just started.
and won't be deferred

Poop
It...

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Lo! Lo! Lo! Lo! Lo!
La! La! La! La! La!
Mockingbird, where from the highest altar
Is my virginal love that runs away from the middle of spring?
Where?...

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He looked up at the skies as if he saw the heavens open as his heart bled

seeing the clouds engulf the face of the earth

reluctantly,...

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A big bang has occurred
The boogie of creation recurred!

On a cord in a womb, 
Life revolves around it-
Or a lover’s tomb,
The mourner rotates around it.

This...

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Night Time Musing 

          Night time musings forward
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I got friggin heebie jeebies

Cuz buzzards circle o'er me
eyeing these lovely bones prithee
id est Roy L. T. Canard, Si
hence impossible mission 
to be lovey dove...

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The day so long is today
The day so short was yesterday

Today is holiday
Yesterday was also holiday

Life never depends on yesterday
Always independent from today

Past are just...

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Past-Life Nightmare
 

A child of four suffers recurring dreams,
disturbing parents and siblings with screams.
When she awoke, always sore in one knee;
next to a birthmark, it...

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I used to be obsessed with fashion, caring far too much about clothes,
Like the sun whenever he's coming and going, is striking vanity's pose.

I lavished...

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Inexplicable blessing luckily
avoiding potentially grim fate
finds yours truly coming to grips,
how afterlife did not accommodate

the missus, and/or myself unwittingly
loved ones would never acclimate
reality of our...

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I see what’s to come
But it’s black and white
Though I can’t predict colors
You’ll see that I’m right

I’ve had my eyes open
While circling the sun
Made note...

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