Best Valuables Poems

It jumps not to the thought of riches or the prospect of gold
For common treasures are not what it seeks
But rather it responds to that...

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PRELUDE
There has always been animosity between Greece and Turkey as far back in history as we wish to go.  Greece was occupied by the...

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When I think of my heavenly promised land,
     Where someday I will make my eternal home,
With Jesus, who came, the world...

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Hello Friend!
You are welcome! 
Don’t underrate that we are boasting about ourselves.
Don’t treat us as the suppliers of the basic needs only.
Try to reach our...

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There is that moment that you know the storm is coming
You can see it in the eye's of people you know
Feel it brew in everything...

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I did my research on the victim at hand
I broke into your dreams and everything was at my command
I defrauded your thoughts and deprived your...

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At last I was a fruitful writer, and my new novel was selling well,
Like the stars of a moonlit evening, putting lovers under a spell.

I...

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Every new day, the sun will rise.
As time passes, the moon expands.
Reasons to act without surprise.

Every day, the wind brings new ambition.
The river flows into...

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On a horse at the crossroads a pistol in his hand
Dressed in dark clothing he looked fine and grand
Waiting in the moonlight for the York...

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The Color of Oppression

They trespassed into the motherland bearing nothing but unknown gifts to our small minded leaders
Bartered with them for valuables far exceeding what...

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HURRICANE HATTIE                       ...

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Night Shift Worker


At sunset is the beginning of our day
Darkness embraces our peevish spirit
Flashing neon signs bring us in esprit
We are mindful of making a...

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Everyday

I am trapped in a dimension
Where only repetition exists,
That reoccurs the colour theme of black. 

But the windows are very visible from the doom,
Delineating bright...

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The other day I was rootin' around in my spouse's purse,
And was astounded by the contents that were so diverse.
If caught, I'd surely have hell...

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The Sinorians were all happy when the guests came
They welcomed the guests with warm hugs
The guests promised to show them heaven
They did take them to...

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