Emulations Poems - Poems about Emulations

...Remember the time. Remember the days. Before the weave….. After the straightening comb and fried dried perm, wig……. When we were beautiful, Oh, so black and beautiful. When the character of bla......

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...When vitamin and medication bottles became plaything of the missus Mental health of yours truly heavily reliant upon one selective serotonin reuptake inhibitor named fluoxetine (Prozac) aside f......

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...Random chain of events preceded occurrence re: guarding existence of me interminable fits and starts concerning self destruction inherent within one measly self important species. Yours trul......

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...Symphonic Quiescent Overture – Maestro Kant Imitate (alternately titled: a retrospective review randomly selecting an outdated poem stored within Apple icloud queue methinks ye might might sa......

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...Spray your love in the masochistic mist, shapely satisfying the illicit itch... With handcuffs upon the wicked wrist, narcotic nectars that will bewitch… Salacious secretions that must assist, ......

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...Tryouts starring musical prodigies  and/or an attendant conductor attempt to approach ambient chorus divinely exhibited from Gaia's handiwork heavenly invoking kapellmeister's magnificent noncha......

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...Strikingly Naked By Odin Roark Voicing the reflection one sees insures the facade really is, was, must have been. Time passes… How smoky the reflection, this aging ident......

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...If languages were instruments, English, the language of my own America, Would be something like a piano. Each word is clear and sharp- When we sing, the note does not waver. But I suppose it's m......

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...-Forget naught- So soon after supper, you’ve forgotten Those ones you called your alter egos. Said adieu and you did not stay o! So soon you forgot those ones? The one you met and greeted in ......

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...When I gazed at the sky, Was devoid of celestial bliss to the eye, Pitch dark, as dark as a black lie. Obscured 'above the clouds' were, Moon of my emulations and stars of materialism, Rising ......

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...Celestial wisdom; the mother of a precious starving infant, knows no shame!? Transcending; as the father of an innocent war torn child, knows only pain.... Watching this world from afar these e......

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... Emulation "We all, with unveiled face beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit." ......

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