Best Xxii Poems

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The duke then: “Tell now: of others indeed
Some Latin among sinners do you know 
Behind pitch?”. And he “I  had to secede,

It’s not much, from one who near had to stow.
I wish I were with him so covered still,
Since fear no...

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Horsemen moving camp I already saw ,
And storming to show themselves then to start,
And too sometimes for escape  withdraw;

Fast runners I saw in your land depart,
Oh Aretines, and gatherers to go,
Tournaments fight and also the joust art;

Sometimes with bells, sometimes with trumpets blow,
With drums...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XXII

IF you pull a long lonely face
Standing all alone near or on a busy airport flyway
Sans kith ni kin nor traffic police or friends en surplus
Hell you'll be mowed down by plane's landing gear out-lay

Now if you...

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Unquotable quotes: Philosophers – XXII

Take Socrates: the insignia of a true philosopher is the bald pate and the luxuriant beard – the very reason why women make for such pathetic philosophers.
The bald pate facilitates the evaporation of the scorching heat generated by deep thought, and...

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Black. White. Blue. Pink. Orange. I'll blend in. Tall, short, cold, warm. I'll blend in. She likes to remain calm, she likes to scream or maybe even lean. I'll blend in. People always playing cautious as if they got something to lose. Put in nothing,...

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It's the middle class t-rump attacks
This ass dumps our social contracts
For Inc(s) he does care
And for-the-rich welfare
Disguised by his off the wall acts...

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That blade which takes
I took that made
what cuts I did
so did I bleed
and took my road
that dust and blood
the path my blade
had cut for me
end-roads!

::~::...

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How bold revival leaves us both at home,

to scavenge the refridgerator store,

as gin and vermouth soothes the ice galore

Martinis' clink to toast ones connoisseur.

Whilst, 'sexual healing', sung by Marvin Gaye,

has repercussions soaking up romance;

canoodle with me, one more time I say,

I'm sure there's plenty time...

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IF ever I had a country : XXI - XXII

" I will follow that system of regimen which, according to my ability and judgment, I consider for the benefit of my patients, and abstain from whatever is deleterious and mischievous. I will give no deadly...

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M,

In forests deep where nympth do hide 
I seek out guise of nature's bride
flit of light, dipped in heaven's milk
immersed in eyes of emerald's moss
skin of silk as long legs cross

majestic mind and fleet afoot
earthen bound with tangled root
lain in fields of grace, where beauty...

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More' n force gore
     and seven years ago
tha youngest daughter of
     Willian and Sylvia Zison
     found her beau
pea ping over a paperback
     (at present aye got nada clue
of the...

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Awaiting a light
To guide us down the path
that composed our eternity

For no woman I have swayed
In quite the fashion as I for you
For no woman could I have swooned
as I swiftly as I for you

and if ever there was a chance
to seize the pendulum
‘tis your...

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When recurring dreams 
Take you back to that moment of
Growing up—living that younger mind, 
Where you first loved—first feared,
Breathing in purpose that is now past

Nostalgic aromas pervade the nostrils,
Taking form in memories—
Child body and voice—inventive mind,
Tracing scent-filled reminiscence 

Into some dark place, 
Where dark deeds...

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I rounded a street missing a lantern,
the heat in my eyes was starting to burn; 
It felt like gravity was all but gone 
my sharp fangs extended as I walked on;

Creeping closer still hidden completely 
Fable stood a few feet ahead of me; 
‘Recommendation: Don’t...

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"Out of many one people" should not be read or spoken lightly
Untold heroes held arms with the unsung to make this a reality
Trouble teeming they defied, no obstacles could their will defy

Marching from plantations, hungry roaring in their bellies, these
Ancestors: noblemen, farmers, slaves, dreamers of...

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