Blinders Poems - Poems about Blinders

After numerous delays and many instances of going astray, You finally put them on. Now, they are snug and comfortably fastened. These blinders are securely fitted and strapped, masterfully shutting out all distractions. Your field of vision is directly ahead, with nothing to the left or right. You are focused on the glorious light ahead, running...

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God carved him from his finest cloth. He gave and gave. They drank his broth. Most unaware of what was given, with blinders on they kept on living....

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The truth can’t be seen through blinders. Eyes and ears covered with hatred. The tongue’s ready-lash sidewinders, twisting and spinning what’s sacred. The truth, the fact, reality masked - the masses bobble their heads. The illusion of blasphemy here, when the scripture’s left unread. No need for truth, when it’s made up. “What is truth,” plank’s in Pilate’s eye. Pilate knows - the charges trumped-up. Wolfish...

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The masks are just a substitute for blinders shutting off all vision peripheral a ploy to keep the horses pulling straight to reach the goals of gods quite mythical No apple on a stick – they do not share the bounty of their goals with those who pull while running up a tab they’ll never pay to soothe the dulling eyes covered...

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See no truth, Hear no truth, Speak no truth. Follow the leader. Don’t look to either side Or you might see In the mirror Of your own making Your cowardice, distortions, self-absorption, lies, and poor judgment. Keep the blinders on. Follow the leader over the cliff....

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I look around and I cannot help but see Fodder and seeds for poems in every corner Along the ceiling, in a cobsweb How can you write that many some ask? How can I not? I ask the bag of cereal that is reaching for its coffee The scotch tape laughs; making fun of me always Super heroes in capes grin...

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Blinders I see the blinders hiding me Light finding gaps in reality When it comes down to the end I thought that I would find my friend Cameos blaring on the stereo My mind comes back to what it knows Hierchy insanity rings my ears Strange how we always find our fears I’m the villain and the hero As the clocks resets to zero Your flash...

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i kept my eyes open at sunrise staring at the solar flares of her sonrisas increasing more then my other senses i begin thinking why just for one poem i chose a permanent dis ability so i now see a possabilaty of more profit not twice but thrice the money made from the pet rock and the mood ring combined what better idea then to sell sunglasses to the blind...

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Peeky Blinders Flat Caps adorned with Razor Blades Clandestine meetings in smogy working-class Pubs with sawdust underfoot No rest for the downtrodden or wicked Fodder for the Industrial Gentry On the reverse side Only Gangs from the Underworld Thrive The Stage for a Gritty Drama Faces etched on Bleak Prison Wall's Now forgoten Town's rundown Descendants with uncertain futures Born in the wrong Decade Yet...

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blinders on passerby charging through heart safe in pocket posted on August 22, 2018...

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4:33 PM 29 Nov 2014 Walking through the night with my blinders on Haunted by the memories of an old country song The chains of the past finally wearing thin and breaking off The dawn ahead in my tunnel vision warm and soft Invites me to the future where there is the land of the free Gotta keep these...

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No heartbeat will pass through these teeth Nothing's child will digest, rest dead inside me A plead or two, violent rages ignored What did her smiling eyes mean to you? I know you saw her grinning Let me tell you, child bearing a heavy heart: Karma is alive and kicking Every heartbeat has purpose Sick to my stomach I discover much truth Humans...

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It was planned investigated and edited Measures were interwoven so as to assure; And in the end success was achieved; Acknowledged and accredited master of self-survival You must have been quite busy I imagine. I suppose I’m to offer you kudos; Since I...

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The pope said Mohammed said spread Islam by the sword. That’s not a very nice thing to say Lets burn down some churches and kill a nun. Oh my but aint religion fun I’m so glad I got a gun The pope must apologize Now that sounds sensible Would you like fries with that? Simon says jump for joy Satan just smiles...

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That you continue to draw breath matters to me. Every time that your heart beats It means something to me. Why is it that those things That you most want and crave from life, Are those things that you refuse to see. It's time to take the self-imposed blinders That keep you feeling sheltered, lonely, and desperate Off and purposefully see what is...

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