Best Undergoing Poems

The back of the mirror ... that's the world we live in
            The outer and inner worlds are undergoing large changes
        Those who plant their seeds in...

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I never got to dance with Mary Jane
although I heard she sure knows how to swing!
She has a twin, and he is masculine;
he doesn’t have his sister’s magic powers,
her mystic way of calming people down
or bringing sweet relief for those in pain.
His tall and sturdy...

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"The Silkworm’s Birthday"





Mulberry leaves flutter in the breeze
Kookaburra brave Joker bluffs a sky blue breast 
Drops one feather for a quill, a song hidden in a laugh, no bitter pill
magic never rests, like a crystal prism spinning in light, magic reflects


While a black cat purrs...

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I reminisce -
My entering sixteen 
Though looked fourteen 
Full of perplexities of adolescence 
More of vigor and less of sense
Thighs bulging out of my half-trouser-veins 
Unsuccessful in hiding my protruding pains
Voice creaking, face pimple-filling 
Shyness, blush, and anger aggravating
Avoiding my dear and near ones 
And...

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all my deepest thoughts, all my inward reflections 
                         surround the mysterious constellation, 
       ...

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Too heavy was a load of life,
Fighting I was, the inner and outer strife.
Difficult it was with challenges at every turn,
What I was undergoing, was no one’s concern.
Fighting I was, a battle alone,
Engulfed I was, with a fear of unknown.
The life was tough in the...

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What Kind of People Are We

In a Shakespearean sense of tragedy and doubt the well-used
“To Be or Not To Be” from Hamlet is not the question I shall
discuss in this narrative. Rather, I shall consider a few things
concerning the current Middle Eastern and European migrant
situation...

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With you here in my life:
All enemies seem far away!
No longing have I now to roam!
The world seems like it’s meant for play!
Your aura’s warmth is always home!

God knows this cannot stand:
Illusion hide your heart from me?
Demonic agents Love erase?
Our stars subvert astronomy?
Without us is...

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when eve doth fall upon summers’ end, 
   a hint of splendor bequeathed arose
upon firmament as changed scenery 
   (this third equinox act since new year) bellows
basses loaded and blasted in sync with pyrotechnic pizzazz,
   while orchestras suites scored...

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Here I sit alone in my ‘prison cell’
Cut off from the ones I love – it is a living hell
I feel so alone, I crave human contact, anyone would be great
Just someone to talk to - it doesn’t have to be a mate

Splendid isolation between...

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A growing mind, viewing an exciting world from a glance
sparkling costumes of Adulthood so enticing for a dance
hormones gushing through a pipe
feelings undergoing some hype
a young heart in speedy formation, hoping to taste romance....

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it feels good to escape
with authors and poets
and dream up new places
with tales that are spun

but sometimes what's real
and sometimes what isn't
encroach on each other
and read just as one

such are the worlds
of rhyme but no reason
that question the answers
we thought we once had

and such are...

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Day by day I slip a little more
Feeling my sanity slip through my core
I ask myself questions and wonder if it's time
So I thought I'd pass the time with this little rhyme
I seem to be changing and wonder if it's true
If what I'm changing into...

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Enola Gay

There on the ‘North Field’ tarmac of Tinian Island, Marianas;
Taxis the sleek designed ‘Boeing B-29 Superfortress’ to ready for take-off. 1
Glistening, polished aluminum under the blaring floodlights filmed for posterity,
Maneuvers' the ‘Enola Gay’, chosen by the pilot and named after his mother. 2
With the...

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Although yours truly modest,
     the only personal issue
     I will lightly boast about
constitutes lingering
self worthlessness bred
if not prior to first grade,
     than most definitely incipient,
academic deadlines

loomed large with dread
and exacerbated by procrastination
 ...

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