Best See Through It Poems

Meditation exists,
my love the unkist
waits in the rooms candle gleam,
no stranger, a sweet comely miss,
love lost, once, before and between,


and a cuddle i stole,
behind the door of the green,
where willingly met,
 by the candle lit scene,
i nuzzled tween breasts,
the nipples erect,
and happy i was there,
...

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Deep, deep, deeper ...

A dark so fluid I am lost
Swimming, choking, in ink
Still, I dive, soaring down, down
Faster and faster as I dive

I breathe now, sucking in light
And brilliance and purifying joy
I fill my being with blinding brilliance
And it strengthens me, faster

Just before I hit,...

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Lost in my head, where'd I get my point of view?
parents? friends? the news? muse's interviews?
The more places I go the more I'm confused 
About what's wrong, right and ultimately the truth
What things mean to me don't mean that to them
Religion, ethics, values, all from...

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>>1111>>WHAT IS THIS THING WE ARE LIVING IN?<<1111<<

Surrounded by beauty away from cities criticism,
Sitting in awe, But questioning being a law abiding citizen,
What is this thing we are living in?
What the hell is up with all the harmful acts I'm witnessing?
Designed strategically, and intentionally sending...

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I'm not sure how youre going to lead your people to salvation
gang bangers holding the bag, perpetrating violence
i can't help what i think about that predicament
blackmailed, or all rap artists truly do like being the figure heads 
of community terrorism
fighting for their rights throughout history
just...

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3 January 2012
For a friend in need who felt no one could understand him...

I dreamt I was falling
Through black clouds and lightning
The wind tunnels swirling
I don’t know what to do.

Awake now, I look around
I’m lying helpless on the ground
No one around for me to be...

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For over three long months , the war has been raging
Against the Russians, the Ukrainian army are engaging
You can't help but admire them, for putting up such a heroic fight 
Heavily out manned and outgunned, against military might.

But the west needs to speed up their...

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My glassheart is brittle,
It is fragile -when I get emotional
When I am hurt
It breaks so easily and shatters
And when I am holding onto my pride
My glassheart is hard - it will not let anyone in
Even though they all see through it
So they say
It's a cold...

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 A sense of belonging 
Is amongst your nobility
Peaceably, truly longing
To give praise to You entirely

Take me all the way with your sway of youth
Give me physical poetry, please, beyond the truth
You are more priceless than pennies from heaven
You make me feel like seven times...

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Watching the news with a
Certain sense of urgency
All this misinformation 
And repetitive monotony
Are they just the 
Manifestations 
Of your depravity
As your social life 
Drifts on past
It’s firewood
Do you really believe you’re 
Just misunderstood ?
It’s a pretty odd situation 
You’ve gotten yourself into
Did you think we...

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High mountains fell with the crumples, 
Back from The rumble 
That dark cave: 
before the lad had journeyed 
To the hill, mountains high
From hanging on top of cliffs 
To puffing and exhaling big smokes,
Spliff... spliff...
Mist so dark mates can't see through it,
To hearing lions and...

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Hateful lies-Hiding behind them
Deciet and sneaky tricks
But I can see through it
Unveil the mask
There's no fooling me
you tried-I cracked the code...

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I hope to heaven that when I die
I meet Woody Guthrie in the sky
and then upon a dust-bowl cloud
we'll find the grace to sing aloud,
and that the Heavens won't debar
the using of a stringed guitar,
though usually the angel choir
prefers to play  the harp or...

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if you knew
you would uproot this pain
that has me drowning
in molten anger and fear

You would free me
of my sins
as well as my creators'
only if you knew

Then maybe
you would hear me
when i cry for help
and you would wipe
the warm tears that rolls
down my flaky face

if only...

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For long i longed to meet in greetings
the sight of the morning.
My eyes with glasses to hide from the harm
of the darkness of day.
As i saw no faith in my last hope,
cometh was  the braille.
And my hands started to see more clearer,
beyond wishes of...

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