Best Unluckily Poems

You gave me peace once in a while…
All your silly sayings got out of style…
Getting a little more weary, living in a nightmare
After being awfully teary as it may appear, my dear
It’s due to the fact that you live life without a thought of me
Maybe...

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The Cotswolds are a bunch of hills in rural England's heart
They're green and rolling, full of sheep that frolic, bleat and fart.
People come from far and wide to hike the Cotswold Way,
And from Bath to Chipping Campden lovely views enhance their stay.
The villages and towns...

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Hubby was working, out of town, lately, so we went to pick him up.
And we passed thru the town of Metropolis in our ancient pickup truck.
Now don’t think Dragon didn’t notice, that this was the town so grand…
Where lives, Super Duper Man, the greatest hero,...

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Thaddaeus Haenke
A man of thousand talents
Scientist and musician

His heart belonged to the Indios
His grave will never be found

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Thaddaeus Haenke
Ein Mann mit tausend Talenten
Wissenschaftler und Musiker

Sein Herz schlug für die Indios
Sein Grab wird man nie finden

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Tadeo Henke 
Un hombre de  miles talentos 
Científico y músico

Tenía...

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Philipp Reis (Deutsch/ English/ Español   (Sentanka)

Übertragung von Sprache
Mit den einfachsten Mitteln
Über große Entfernung 

Versagt blieb ihm der Erfolg
Viel zu früh kam sein Tod


Transmission of  voice
By using the simplest means
Over long distances 

Success was denied to him
His death came far too early


Transmisión de...

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Dear John,

A unique Epitaph you, yourself, penned so well

“Here lies one whose name was writ in water”

Though many have misunderstood your epitaph.
Which means “ Fame and indeed life is fleeting”
Surely your fame was fleeting during your life-time.

Even Shakespeare confirms the true meaning
In Henry VIII, through...

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Lonely slowly solely I trailed on a street
I looked back, forward, left and right and there was no one to greet
The street was narrow, long and seems to have no end
Very scary, I trembled, so I called my big brother Ken
I shouted his name, shouted...

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Look at that man strong and stout
Determined, brave he is a soldier
Wandering as a lion up and down
With sharp eyes and on shoulder

Watching into the silent dark of  
As if want to catch into his sight
Something hidden or suspicious
Happening in the terrific war site

He...

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To the crux and cusp of Heaven's Hill,
I have staggered with burning feet
For 'tis Hell to take another pill,
But Divine to take a flying leap

My models in bottles, posing there
Glare at me with eyes in scorn
Do they not see my Soul's despair
That's haunted me since...

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"The Colour Guards"



Heaven 
came close to me today

I flirted with the idea of it
outrageously

The Colour Guard
kept changing

The metaphysical poet
spoke automatic its message through me  

it visualised some kind of new Nirvana
shining through electric spectral colours

held aloft 
by the containment emeralds 

the ghost writer 
enticing...

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powerless to the force of fate?
the futility of human will
       when fate swallows free will like a tidal sea
       when choice is neither safe nor certain
you embrace everything happening as fate's design,
 ...

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Dark, brown, heavy spots lay on a plant this very day, it gives the signal of ending play
For a while no light sun, will rest itself and watch others have fun
While cold, slick, moisture, and pressure of cold, makes it good for growing mold

A time...

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An extant place, some say a mythological place that only exists in the minds of fools. Nonsense! I have seen it with my own eyes. It is an intangible land that only grants access to those with integrity and that demonstrate great valor. A place...

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So astonished
Was I when I saw you,
From my safe little corner across
The room,
Behind the glass like all the pastries
That were available to me
Not barred by the displays indeed,
I watch you move.

The indulgence of the moment,
I take in your design
That blaze of robin eggshell blue,
That coating...

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the good die young
Jonny was a good man
he was a man of his words
who sacrificed all he got
for the sake of his people
he never lived a life of lies
so truthful to his community
he offer help to everyone in need
he always gave to the poor
lend to...

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