Best Thesis Poems

I rose not like flower or like tree
Not like eagle's hubris in the sun
Old skin shed in the divided city
Last clone of a manhood almost done
      And so I tasted the salt that lingered in blood
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She was an abstract woman in a clinical world
theoretically reasoning her notions were perfectly
discerning midst-chaotic sensibilities,
whilst her inane whimsicality kept semblances of
insanity eye-leveled twixt reconfigurable ideologies'
over-share & objectionably designated delicacies of
exothermic exposures pseudo-psychic phenomenons,
therefrom she found divinities were misaligned
with governmental expansions as an alternative to
spirituality...

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Freedom life and sacrifice

But tell me what's the ending price?

When most are bound beneath these chains....

And all one sees has gone insane

Shall I entangle, engage within my mind

Mortifieds mortgaged morticious eyes 

Whom wish to cast me under their spells 

Of melancholies projected tears....

While sounding crimsons...

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O my jaan love me please
Don’t play thief and police
Slowly start the striptease
Teach me now what love is
Baby don’t take amiss
I am down on my knees
Don’t waste a time like this
Give me sweet big fat kiss
Write with lips love’s thesis
You will also feel bliss
You have...

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I have been reading a rootless thesis:
Lack of commitment to a permanent home
causes depression,
over-commitment to inside claustrophobic voices,
failing deep-rooted immune systems,
obesity,
disassociation,

Fear of outdoor climate pathologies,
un-walled infestations
alien predators
threats to our own ongoing ecopolitical empowerment
too competitively overwhelming
to ever get unstuck
from relentless ruminations
representing financial survival issues,
arguments,
tensions about paying...

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Thru a series of psychological tests I have been declared a demon
Travellin' thru dimensions fatal weapons leave you bleedin'
Dissecting grey matter doesn't matter in my cathedral
But how can you stand my timberlands in your cerebral
Faces of space probes be scattered thru my mental
Acoustics in my...

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Freedom life as sacrifice
But tell me what's the ending price ?
When most are bound beneath these chains 
And all one sees has gone insane
Shall I entangle engage, within my mind
Mortified's mortgaged morticious 
Eyes whom wish to cast me aside their spells
Melancholy's, projected tears while sounding...

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Freedom life and sacrifice

But tell me what's the ending price?

When most are bound beneath these chains....

And all one sees has gone insane

Shall I entangle, engage within my mind

Mortifieds mortgaged morticious eyes 

Whom wish to cast me under their spells 

Of melancholies projected tears....

While sounding crimsons...

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Does non-verbal communication
sometimes also mean pre-verbal action,
with unlanguaged intuitions
preceding calculating language
LeftBrain labeling and commodifying
objectifying RightBrain subjective feelings
to their logically languaged conclusions?

Does non-violent communication
sometimes also mean pre-violent fortunate
and threateningly unfortunate
critical rhetorical events
pre-compassioned,
positive and negatively impassioning behaviors?

Actively hoping to send
a properly received message,
an effective message
confluent within a...

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She was chirpy
He was perky
They took the road
That was bumpy
One was called Humpty
While the other was Dumpty
They never had a fall
For humpty had dumpty had humpty :)...

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Thesis About Puzzle and Its Pieces

Prepared thesis about puzzle  with its pieces,
And what happens when each one increases;
Will abound;
Me astound;
My many actions putting together ceases.

Sounds like politics to me at times.

Jim Horn...

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I’m tired of influencers faking nervousness.
my generation wants to care less
these days.
it’s a counter-current hack.
we want to be less defined.
we can search and reflect for ourselves.
we’re sick of the emotion
that’s all over everyone’s faces,
the unsightly splotches of opinion.
the entire election machine,
the process of getting there,...

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There’s an old joke, “Procrastinate now, because
the sooner you fall behind, the longer you’ll have to catch up.”
Ha ha.

While a lot of students around here, even the good ones,  
are procrastinators, I’m a diagnosed pre-crastinator.
I obsess over syllabuses and start things immediately.
I've got rough...

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Peter (my bf) is coming to town - tonight. I’m breathy with excitement.
My energy is so sick. “Someone scrape her off the walls,” Leong remarked, as I bounded out of my room this morning.
Lisa winced, holding her hand up, as if to block the sun,...

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This heart is old, it owns no thesis.
 This heart's been broken,
a zillion pieces, coated in chocolate,
sold as Reese's..
This heart still holds the human species.
It laughs with Buddha.
It walks with Jesus.....

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