Best Self Proclaimed Poems

Vivid flashbacks from bloodshed battles
his soul still ravaged by devious dictators,
cries from fallen comrades still echo in his mind,
but he continues to walk upon a...

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If I could no longer write poetry, I'd have no need of hands, 
nor eyes weary from weeping, a heart that lies broken, 
and a...

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Sonnet Doubles:

First sonnet

Let Truth Burn Away Your Deceptive Cloak

Let truth burn away your deceptive cloak
lower vanity's shield, go have a smoke,
even if, a diamond, in...

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I remember when I held the world in these hands
Nothing out of reach as I self proclaimed my power
That time long forgotten the hourglass lost...

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I heard taunting echoes and scurrilous snarls.
It was my conscience, and I listened as it spoke
in accusations, contemptible remarks aimed at me.
Shameful words delivered to...

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The daily BS saga continues
        as censorship’s still on the go
      Poems culled,...

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Romantic
teacher, writer, fitness enthusiast and self-proclaimed movie critic
who loves family, friends, and food,
I play with words, explore interesting/controversial topics and celebrate life;
feel grounded in my...

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Poets dream utopian dreams
Dreams of ideals and perfection
Dreams of places never visited
People never met
Songs never sung
Love stories never written
Passion never experienced
Lives never touched
Hearts never caressed

And...

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I heard echoes of scurrilous snarls, 
from my conscience as it spoke
contemptible remarks aimed at me.
What shame those words delivered.

"Fatuous one, why does your hand...

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The serpent's evil doctrine he'd tried to inflict
Tore peaceful communities assunder; causing conflict
The ghost soldiers would come in the dead of night
Taking on the evil...

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Lost in Applause


I let the book fall from my hands,
relishing the tumbling words
…I fell
I let the air fall….. so I could breathe
below the surface

I retrieved...

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God is Dead?

Hubris, man's nature
A God, self-proclaimed
Nietzsche opined he's dead 
Conceit, we laugh and say, no way

Self-professed with special attributes
Sympathy, love, reciprocity; how divine
Exalting our...

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I am transgender, a soul untamed,
Seeking solace, my true self proclaimed.
In this journey, I've found my role,
Here's what I need to be made whole.

Acceptance, a...

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Bharathidasan’s “Pulikku nay enta muulai” (To the Tiger, the Dog knows no safe dwelling!) translated by T. Wignesan 

Bharathidasan (1891-1964) was a self-proclaimed disciple of...

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I STAND…

God gave me insight and I did not shy away.
I went in and found my life had been self-proclaimed.
My footsteps was not discourage to...

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