Best Well Qualified Poems

Olena Rudenko met Pavlo Lavinski whilst at Kyiv University 
Pavlo told all his friends that she's definitely the girl for me
They got on well then...

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SHE’s COMING AGAIN!

There’s a chill in the air
There’s a word on the street
Be afraid have a care
Put the children to sleep 
She was gone, bells...

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On being happy, I'm no expert.
On that you can rely.
So I really ain't that qualified 
to tell you how or why!

But I'm gonna stick my...

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Imagination is the reality. What would creativity be without imagination? 
What would the reality be without creativity? 
 One relays on another.
What you imagine is...

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For years the men have ruled the roost
so it’s high time ladies soccer got a boost
In July the winning team will lift the cup
it’ll be...

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No one is more hated than he who speaks the truth.
              ...

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Milton Creek was waking up and outside it was snowing
And from the Sierra Nevada a strong wind was blowing
Mayor Tom had arranged a meeting for...

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Abundant Blessings Continue, 
Descending Endlessly From God.
Happy Is Jesus, King Like Melchizedek,
Nary Other Potentate, Qualified Ransom,
Savior Triumphant, Universal Victor.
Wholeheartedly Express Your Zeal!
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Top Secret;
Completely classified...
'Let A Man From Asia be your guide'
Ponder what it means completely mystified-
Let A Man From Asia be your guide?
Blinked a few times...

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Lincoln never imagined
today’s white victim zeitgeist,
pouting persecuted supremacists, 
their clenched jaws and fists.

Civil war rages in limbic memory.
Encoded somewhere,
the panic attacks and mirages.

Nobody is qualified...

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Oh , how I desire universal, racial equality.
Not just forced “liberal” politically imposed. morality.



It must spring from each soul, free as a spring flower.!
Not forced...

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Abandoned as a child believed to be no more than five, the matron of the orphans home, was...other than my mom...
The first to have to...

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I don’t want to write a poem,
there’s nothing in the tank,
no great thought or inspiration
that will inspire thanks.

I don’t want to write a poem,
just let...

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NO CONDEMNATION
Sometimes  I wish I can play the anonymous,  though 
am not autonomous but I've got  an anomalous result so far,
like a...

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Let’s take this outside
Your turn to be objectified
Necktied offside and brutified
Come step outside
Where you can no longer hide
Now you and me can collide

You’re worse than...

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