Gambles Poems - Poems about Gambles

...WHEN RELIGION BECOMES YOUR OPIUM When religion becomes your opium you slip into icy pre-dawn to mosque then lie in fever flu at dusk as bilal calls again for you to stumble towards bec......

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...Lessons From History When Hitler was voted into power He scraped in (voting was a shambles), But he knew it had come, this was his hour, And so he took one of his biggest gambles. He knew hi......

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...Listen up, 'cause I'm about to spit some truth About a disease that's eating our society from the root Corruption, the silent killer, the thief in the night Stealing our future, our justice, our r......

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... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......

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... Appreciation: A big thank you Silent One for your splendid narration of this poem. THE GANGSTER Through foreboding, whispering,......

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...Written: October 19, 2023 Poem in the Fragmented Form Created by Poetess: Constance la France The good work is done by people with jagged, broken edges because those edges cut things and......

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...Moms wondering when her son will come home She don’t realize he now belong to the road Chose his own destiny, a hustler’s life Married the game, she’s a demanding young wife He’s lost sight Thro......

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..."Blow on the dice and let them roll," says those who trust their lives to chance. Allow cruel fate to take control. "Blow on the dice and let them roll," The words of destiny cajole. Kismet gamb......

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...Trippy hippie likes risky frisky. Doing gambles of one's living.......

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... I just want to f*cking die. Hell would be better tonight. As this devil gambles with my life Disguising itself as a saint. My talent fades away Into the horizon, bleeding me dry. Yet stil......

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...[Away In A Manger - revisited] Where Dave is the ranger And Tom is the mayor The saloon is open And Milt gambles there On high in the night sky A star ’bove the church The beacon of......

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...they had piled up tinder wood and firecrackers under the cauldron ready for the feast as they shelled out wisdom and claimed justice after all humanity was at stake and doomsayers were to be plea......

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...Morning is a bright looking florescent that unfold splashes of sultriness; thrilling luminosity blewing off saturnine incessantly each day you awake to greet your pallid-cream face. It shoot ......

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...Old Man Biden Dat old Joe Biden He must know somethin But seems like nothin But he keeps rollin He Keeps on rollin along Old man Biden dat old man Biden While country’s slidin He stays ......

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...Reproduction is oocyting. With beingness what it is. From eggs we all develop as does everything that lives. 500 cardinal gambles tendered for congress milt to meet, before fecund moons by pe......

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