Best Unlisted Poems

Alas it seems my list has been curtailed
as half my list has been unjustly jailed
all those naughty bits
challenging my wits
I’ve tried and tried again yet...

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Invested, unrested, the minutes appear shorter everyday
  Infected, unprotected not liking the games they play

 Rated, unmotivated everyone seems to know their part
 ...

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i prepared a simple supper
but with great love i cooked 
that main meat of refined wheat
durum semolina, traded as rotini

an Italian pasta to go with...

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WARPED AND TWISTED

HARSH WORDS, VIOLENT BLOWS
HIDDEN SECRECTS THAT NO ONE KNOWS
EYES ARE OPEN, HANDS ARE FISTED
DEEP INSIDE I’M WARPED
I AM TWISTED

SO MANY TRICKS, SO MANY...

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You can play soccer with my heart
You can play cricket with my heart 
You can play basketball with my heart
You can play ping pong with...

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Gravitation isn’t quite pulling down
We seem to be floating in the thin air
Wafting within the real unlisted heights
Holding in most of the hopes and dreams...

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Humanity - tormentor of my dreams
I discovered the people diverse the scream
Limitlessness - limitlessness - limitlessness!
My ephemerality I could not awaken limitlessness
Take thy transcendence from...

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* the story of Antogo, was written in 1898, by a less famous author
by the name of Altourgum or Aultourgium, the Novus, said to have
been...

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THE BRUISES THAT NEVER SHOW

You think because that I am black the bruises never show
Yet my skin though black, is not any different down below

My...

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Harsh words and
violent blows,
Hidden secrets
nobody knows,
Eyes are open, hands
are fisted,
Deep inside I'm
warped and twisted,
So many tricks and
so many lies,
Too many whens and
too many whys,
Nobody's special,
nobody's...

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Maybe it is the rhyme the he make,
Or the words that he play,
Maybe it was the images that he draw,
Either of those it touch my...

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A wise old lady said to me
                  ...

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How can Geoff Duke be Dead 

Going down to the bottom of Barregarrow
Past the crossroads above the road dives down
In my minds eye imagination drives...

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As Newton found an apple
As Einstein used his mind
In Leonardo's genius
So art and science combined

When Chaplin tugged at heartstrings
Or Mandela called for peace
A common theme...

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I have a friend in prison making registration plates
I’ve given him some numbers that I hope he duplicates
Once I get them on the market we...

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