Best Sultans Poems

With a voice ornamented in ogled tension
you ask me,
like vulnerable flesh queries warm obsession,
Do you mean to love me this way...
on your mouth, a hold of hope I see
to you I say...
Does the sun choose to flare into sapphire atmosphere,
Does the moon decide who's eyes...

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Is there anyone who knows me?
I am the secret that cannot be solved without living in it,
Even if there aren't many people who are unaware of me,
It is still hard to identify me.

Nightingles sung their songs in my language,
They fell in love with roses thanks...

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Cry me a river  cry me a river

The change has arrived

Where are all the heroes

Heroes like jolting Joe D

Hit the ball to outer space

Running from first to Homeplate

Kids cheering kids jumping

Popcorn all over the place

Heroes like Willie the say hey kid

Billy ball billy ball...

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Edward Snowden

When Edward Snowden* snowed in,
no one thought it a sin,
save the snooping sultans  who froze.
When on the run or cubby-holed, for friends, he had only  woes.

11  jul 13, Clerihew


* Eddy is a former NSA systems analyst who recently leaked details of...

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Of 
splendid 
thrones of 
gold
Of 
treasures 
manifold

Of Sultans 
and Shahs
Of Emirs 
and Rajahs

Of 
jewelled 
caskets
or lavish 
banquets

Of 
sparkling 
crowns
and 
flowing 
gowns

Of kings 
and queens
Rulers and 
emperors

Of their 
subservient 
stewards 
and 
obedient 
butlers
Or the 
servile 
knaves 
and 
stalwart 
squires

Of the 
peons and 
minions
pages and 
pavilions

Of castles...

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What is Today
Shall be History tomorrow
All that comes
Shall ultimately Go.

Who was born
When was born
Where was born
What he did
How he did
When did he do
Where did he do
All shall be recorded
In books of history

Historians some
Could be contemporary
And many shall write
Later on.

One will write
Some have'nt written
Before
Others will rest...

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"Roll on tonight my mates are coming round
  For a few cold beers and some rocking sounds
  Time is drawing near, as I hear a knock at the door
  Blimey! at this time of the night, a vacuum salesmen stands before"


...

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Unquotable quotes: Witch-Doctors and Tribal Headmen – XXV (Part Two)

Which Asian “King” would crown himself “Emperor” during an elaborate theatrical ceremony while facing and exhorting the ruins of his Illustrious Ancestor’s capital?
Which commoner army captain would seize power through skill and grit to crown himself...

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If I Were An Elephant 

I am a part of a faceless nation.
I am the poachers' whore.
Because of this genocide for trinkets...
I soon will be no more. 

Then...

I was a warrior in many battles...
 An instrument of war...
A tower with soldiers on my back;
 The...

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April 2 Walls
April 9 Pane e circus 2017 Redux

By order of his excellency
Emperor Donald the First

The merciful, 
the Christian King of Kings
The Sultan of Sultans
The Emperor of North America

Be it hereby decreed
That the ancient honorable gladiator games
Of the old Roman Empire
Have been restored 

Each city...

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There was an old man name of Moe
who had trouble just saying hello,
he was so fearfully shy
and would quite frequently cry,
when consulted he always said "No!"

*******

Pherica Schmerica
Bank of America,
sultans of currency,
captains of greed.

Scourge of the ne'er-do-well,
denominational,
you mortgage your lifestyle
and they hold the deed.

******

A student who...

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There was an old man name of Moe
who had trouble just saying hello,
he was so fearfully shy
and would quite frequently cry,
when consulted he always said "No!"



Pherica Schmerica
Bank of America,
sultans of currency,
captains of greed.

Scourge of the ne'er-do-well,
denominational,
you mortgage your lifestyle
and they hold the deed.



A student who...

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Night and day night n day now eating his bread and slops
a quiet demented dreaming dreams of sea and soft skies

But how big the seas of thought run still in the captain's sleep
Pacific now ship cabin of sleep rocked to the sea beat in his...

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A blank canvas 
an empty stage 
darkness in the primordial 
vacuum of stars and space 
a jug not yet filled 
a reed flute hallow
yearning for the paint 
yearning for the actors
yearning for the light
yearning for the water
yearning for the lips, breath 

We assembled that night...

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Sheiks and Sultans kingdom's revolt
Citizens ire and fervour a shocking jolt
Unleashing coffers, promising change they molt
While cleansing their streets with rifle and Colt

Western pots fizzle and stew
Chafing but swallowing the spicy brew
Heartburn follows; the potion they slowly chew
The side effects their sensitive systems do rue...

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