Best State Of War Poems

The first time I beheld your being, I felt that creation helded, its breath.
      
     Without peace of mind you are in a constant state of war within.

With your tongue, you murder your brothers, sisters,, complete...

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Drowning in this whirlpool of emotions and facing the darkness myself 
Cyclones of flower petals pour all over the floor 
Their beauty I compare to myself 

Being force-fed the concept of beauty by shallow beings
An objective subject not meant to be demolished by a screen...

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Be like water


Be like water
And of its form as pool
In the state of anger

Be like water
And of its form as steam
In the state of war 

Be like water
And of its form as waves
In the state of dance

Be like water
And of its form as rivers
In the...

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Coronavirus

our air is fouled
so full of these deaths, and
cries of help and agony
all across the globe

there’s loud gray’s elegy, of
sun turning inducing death gray, leaving
more weeping, all weeping, for
the land is coronavirused!

and the day soured
with fleeting fire of disease, spreading
fear across the globe, many trembled
shivered...

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50 TRILLION CELLS


50 trillion cells,

I hold within my skin

And I am the governor

As to what state they’re in

Like fractals they are mini me’s

They have my every function

What I think and how I feel

They act on that assumption

My very own community

That I am in control

I’ll guide...

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My ebbing physical prowess and strength

noticeably decreases in one direction.

I take lock, stock and barrel 
to revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state of war
prevails within body electric of troubadour
now seated at his Macbook Pro
another reasonably rhyming poem 
I hope to score
signalled by...

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Psychiatrist floating downstream
and a mentally ill unfit King
a land of cruelty
and mystery 
no one knows if it was murder or suicide
but the ruler of the land was taken down by a doctor
not a leader of men
not by bombs or politicians
a doctor
a psychiatrist

Do you know
the nightmares...

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I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state of war
prevails within body electric of troubadour
now seated at his Macbook Pro
today February 20, 2021.

Since January thirteenth of this year
(two thousand and twenty one),
yours truly suddenly feels
long in the tooth, i.e. auld,
he...

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We who meet as strangers, sharing a moment in time
A glance of the eyes, a kind word, or a nod of a respectful sign
Passing with hardly a notice, chasing life’s busy protocol
And if not for cause or chance, it really wouldn’t matter at all

Two lives...

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analogous to expending precious Air Supply
embellishing, modifying, revising, et cetera
a poem crafted about fourteen months ago.

I take stock and revisit good ole days of yore
quite conscious undeclared state of war
prevails within body (Electric 
Light Orchestra) of troubadour,
whereby creative juices did perforce pour
forth as if sung...

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Folding The Crease

Two ideas we do decree,
Heads or Tails, Steam or Sails.
Black or White, Dim or Bright.
Do we not allow, an option ‘C’?

Two just fits our life of rhythms,
Out or In, Her or Him.
Left or Right, Loose or Tight.
But we need more, for life’s tough...

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Since birth,
 my body has been
 a battlefield,
 mined by firecrackers
 of unequal feelings...
 I treat my wounds,
 since time immemorial...
I live in a state of war,
Permanently...
I survive because I only live as
Inwardly carry my life  as I live,
even within this chaos,
 external world...
...

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Formidable flourishing fiends...

harangue since landing 
yours truly immersed 
in a dream-like 
fiercesome state of war,  
not quite a dream 
can be described 
as a "hypnagogic state" 
while virtually in Singapore,

where Katy Perry 
namesake of a lion doth roar
noise amplified courtesy dissonance 
while nine inch...

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I say that I'm clean, I say that I'm Okay, I say that I'm fine,
I'm clean but I never don't miss it, not one moment goes by where my hands don't long for the feel of the blade between my fingers, where my skin isn't...

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Q:  According to some Christian You Tubers, is Jesus Christ using Trump for
      His own agenda as well as Satan is?

A:   He's willing to help Israel, Mexico, Somalia and others fight against 
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