Best World(A) Poems

Come my friend and let me lead you on 
a voyage to the singularity
where mind and world collide.

For what is the mind?
A filter that selects and connects
   the world as it varies
with all its cues and views?
   Or is it a...

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A new day, a new world, a new tomorrow

Shades of painted corners
face these inward fears
Now drenched in today’s worries,
as flat as the cornerstone of suffering
caught within boundaries along wasting moments, 
crying blanket feelings,
pounding on the walls of despair

       “leaving...

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I want to leave the world a better place
Without being so pretentious as to
Imagine I can leave some astounding legacy
But I do want to leave a little something
I do want to have touched a few hearts
Connected down here with a few souls
Sparked a few children’s...

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Am I dreaming Is it real
I don't know how I should feel
Wake me up from this nightmare
Shake me make me more aware
Of the way this worlds become
It's not happy  we've undone
All the neighbor friendliness
Time has put an end to this
Now its anger violence hate
Wouldn't...

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There is enough strife and despair all around
The wounds of discord are open and bleeding
The turmoil is rumbling to burst any moment
The time is ripe for all of us to build bridges, 
Mend fences, and make the world, a better place. 

Forget the unpleasant past...

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The people blessed with Autism
Are unique in their own way, 
For they live in their own world
Each and every single day.

The cause remains a mystery
No two people are the same,
For they live in their own world
There’s no one that you can blame.

They are special and...

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If you could tell the whole world a great story
What would that great story be?
Would the words you write
Shine so bright
That all of the world could see?

If you could tell the whole world a great story
Would it be pleasing for the mind to read?
Or would...

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I am not the lesser sex
My sex may represent me
But what I am and who I am
Is held in my woman soul

You can see it in my eyes
If only you care to look
And my spirit lives there always
Even if you take away my pride

Destroy my...

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Let's drop our guns,
and share soda cans.

Let's end terrorism
with stopping religious criticism.

Let's write stories
that embrace minorities.

Let's read books
that drop negative racial looks.

Let's stop poaching,
by doing soul-searching.

Let's protect our environment,
even without the government.

Let’s recycle our ammunitions,
and sell them to start charitable foundations.

Let’s stop our grudges,
and build...

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my world, a stage
All around me mere players
my father, hits to prove a disciplinarian
my mother, hits to prove her righteousness
my wife, hits her way to take sympathy 
my Son, shows sandals to my face 
my daughter, stays away by crisis
my colleagues, fond of branding me...

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Hello there?!
Hmm! Hmm! Hmm! Can you hear?
I guess my voice is fading
A result of living a few thousand centuries

I'll imagine you can
As far as you're Santa's fan
Now he sent to say
That he's doing well
Oh! Do you even heard he was sick the other day?
Aww! Its...

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This world of ares is a joke
many people living with broken dreams and no hope
I'm one and the same with them
from the slums I come from
I have to provide by any means
To try to fulfill me and my families dreams
but the world is a fake
with...

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Possession's nine-tenths of "the law,"
Is what some pundits say
Implying "weak" own nothing real
And brute "strength" wins the day.

But if one looks at "biomass,"
It's insects that have won,
For ALL Earth's mammals are outweighed!
My, logic can be fun!

And insect's also might survive
Our next atomic war,
Intelligence, a passing...

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What is happiness but a beautiful act?
on a tightrope strode alone feigning bravery
flaunting its audience gifted talents lack?
while time proceeds its merciless journey
it’s senselessness never peering back?
like in dreams lucidness its arts beauty
confines self heedlessly to thoughts forgotten
whisked away in days languor like perfumes sweet...

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A swallow with black iridescent wings
am I! My wings in sunlight shimmer blue.
I snuggle in my nest while mother sings
and wakes the world.; it’s all so bright and new.

I peek out from my nest. Below I see
a host of roses - yellow, red and pink.
They...

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