Best Transmitter Poems

"Those were better times. Good times!
Being round my grands…

It reminds me of my grandparents;
Grandma, baba, ouma, bomma grandmother;
Love to read poems sing them ole time...

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Women are roses
Beware of thorns
With tactful maneuvers
Lest you get poisoned

Women are oars
They sail your boat, without roars
And, the calm waters
Conceal the abyssal horrors

Women are children
Give...

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Surfing consciousness 

Within the womb of existence
Sensations borne of resistance 
Navigates spectrum of delight
As bestowed on soul’s sentience

Undifferentiated light
Enlivened by love, shining bright
Infuses in the...

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In the beginning, all that was, was living light eternal
Vibrant in time and space dissolved ineffable peace
Pulsating endlessly in a singularity transcendental 
Sans identity, with...

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Within this ink is a taste so bitter
Warn you though I am no quitter
I don't follow fake pomp and glitter
Find within me a devotion emitter
The...

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My Hunt was for the sonnet gems.
My complacence was absolutely stunning.
Wiping out my fake dreams,the key to my 
happiness was setting a realisable goal.
On the...

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Dark matter seems to be
What isn’t there to be seen
In between
What we see.

They dub it dark since you cannot detect it
Nor can they inspect it
With...

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They invade the cafe at first light
Then with latte and laptop held tight
    They seize tables for four
    To...

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on behalf of the little guy
deep behind enemy territory
welcome to the nameless republic
all good capitalists want a monopoly
all good physicians need you sick
the National Antidote...

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winter gravestone
dash between dates
father's life
the upstairs transmitter
where you rocked the world with code*...

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"I will continue to broadcast, as time and circumstance permit,
To whomever is receiving on the aforementioned frequency.
My name is Cor Nosduh. I am not infected....

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O! Frankenstein you were lost for a century
 Nobody could tell wherever you have been,
 But you are here now, a stranger to paradise,
 Loneliness...

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' The  Survival  of  The Fittest '
 (The Holy Bible)


(2 Tim. 3: 16, 17/ Matt. 4: 4)


Down Thru The Ages of Our...

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In Wiltshire the stone circle lays 
It looks to the endless visage of the skies
Above it peregrine falcon flies
At night owl gives its bone chilling...

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Ham vk4pr

In 1988 I got a puter ,
And it was cuter ,
Than a fowling ferret ,
Yes in the month of may.

Me old commodore 64,
I’d fire...

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