Best Shore Up Poems

I shore up my doubt, behind a loosely bound hope 
Which in turn is propped up without foundation
Cynical of a life, at the mercy of luck
Collateral damage feeds my reservation 

I shore my up tomorrow with what I see today 
Without conspiracy or investigation 
I...

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A very human touch to a story
with some zip to it.
The media is a heartless leach
to the many unfortunate souls suffering,
amongst the filth and chaos of a city in peril.
War has reduced entire cities to rubble,
people are forced to flee for their lives
and yet, the...

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Since time’s distant dawn 
Men have told lies 
Calling it truth 
The facts, patronized. 
But truth doth not jest 
It is what it is 
It’s the brim on a hat, 
It’s a bride’s wedding dress. 
  
Revered in our lives 
Honest men we respect...

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The Doer does: Yes, he does

The doer never says what he does
He does
Nor what he’s going to do
He simply does
Fears not the consequences
Of what he does
If by the hoi polloi right
He does
In accord with vox populi
He does
Even what the lambda citizen spurns
He does
Fears not what...

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Studying for hours on a subject that I love and despise
Grappling with words and definitions
Trying to make sense out of all the confusion and complexities
Of ethical hacking, security, and intrusion detection

Sometimes I wonder if I’m doing the right thing
Studying technology rather than art or the...

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The eyes of the world are upon two men today~~
One continues his assault upon a sovereign nation
The other travels to shore up peaceful alliances
One isolates himself, knowing his life is in danger
The other visits a town where people are suffering
One’s poll ratings are very high...

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COPLA 96 INVOCATION : This Bad Guy World

How bad’s the Bad Guy State on its own
Strangles own peoples by its laws :
Rule by fear

Can the State’s only aim be foregone :
Shore up flagging image in the jaws –
Horse for Lear

Leaders come together to control
Wayward gods...

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Part Two

           a hardly flickering oilwick open trough lamp lighting
limply other framed coloured pictures of Ganapati
two half-empty troughs of kunkunum and vibhuti
on the half-opened cicatrised shrine gate
traces of twirls of white chalk on the road
reminders...

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When love disappoints does it mean you’re not loved,
Could it be that the blame’s perhaps shared,
Assumptions in place that you’ve never discussed,
Or a grievance that you’ve never aired?

Is mind reading really a love merit badge,
Or good timing a thing to count on,
No secrets the secret...

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Bring the ocean to the forest where flames lick the dead. 
Banish hot scalding lava with a surging polar flow.
Tug the mountain from its roots. Shove it onto the wet earth,
ordered to suck the torrent and spew it into the sea.
Pour cement on the headland,...

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from conscionable, fashionable, 
and inimitable laudable official,
regal unequivocal x all did (re: exalted)
gratuitously justifiable management, 

this citizen banker does hint intend zealous altercation, 
but bestir commonwealth, dutifully engineering 
fairness, given hover into jaundiced keeper
LivingSocial lee, man hooverring 
opprobrious presidential qualities!

Pointblank obnoxious 
quintessential recklessness, subpar, 
tacitly...

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Security is tight, the world is different now
To each man and woman we must be vigilant and vow
To do our small part
To shore up the ramparts
So for peace loving people, our freedom will allow...

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UNINTENTIONALLY I offended you
SINCERELY I apologised to you
VEHEMENTLY you refused my apologies
INSTICTIVELY I shore up my defence
AUTOMATICALLY you get crossed
TRUTHFULLY *'I no send'!

*'I no send' - A slang of Nigerian origin meaning 'to mind or care less', 'not to give a damn or hoot', etc....

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Acorns and golden leaves dotted the path before us,
your hand cradling mine like a mug around warm tea.
The steam was our breath, hot and kissing. A hidden
walkway just for us in those woods behind your house.
“…I was so stoned…”
But the school hallway trod a different...

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Moorings anew are easy as thought,
Vessels tethered, fixed as weather,
By an anchor, a person, or an idea,
Sure to shore up evidence of defense, of itself.

With every wave, memory fades soft as morning fog,
Providing wet hiding and reinforcing ties,
Binding us together, on shores of security,
Like seamen...

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