Hollow Men Poems - Poems about Hollow Men

... I see them coming, all smiles and slick words, their eyes like cold marbles, rolling lies off their tongues. The narcissists, the leeches, the grinning wolves, the hollow men with poisoned ......

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...Yeah I am still here Stuck Cuffed In place By golden shackles I wallow In mud And eat dust Suffer The hollow men Do it For a dream Or is it All just a dream Days just meld Welded toge......

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...One of the many secrets of life: There is no true freedom. Man is slave to his own ignorance And to his own personal sense of reality. This, in turn, leads to another secret: The only true sin i......

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...grim starkness of snow sturdy in its sleeted falling willing a bleached landscape a lushness that chokes the rough field terrain strides of power as the fevered wind spirals In an unexpecte......

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...Wisdom has failed, I believe we have horrified Solomon and cut the baby in half. John G. Lawless ©2/19/2022......

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...meaningless without colour &gesture more distant more solemn no nearer in stone images: like this with tenderness sightless a ......

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...statistics say they're checking out at twenty two per day closure seekers on their final quest hollow men who don't have time to slowly fade away side by side they've occupied the chairs of the ......

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...It is a dagger, So bright, so sharp. One flash, Your whole life before your eyes. It is the barest touch of a Whisper, A shadowed Wraith, Following, seeking, prowling, murdering. It is looki......

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...dust off these weary wings leave the hungry faces to fall empty and howling all the fear and frightened men groping for a fist something to make you appear to them desperate for anything just s......

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...HEBRIDES Big waves crash on a Hebrides shore, Horizontal rain slashes the rocks. There’s no shelter here, not even a crack, There’s no wood here, and nothing to burn: Frost giants hurl slivers......

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... Why? Love? Friends leave! Where is truth? Where is love in life? Truth is but an idle construct! Friendship nothing but a barren fair weather desert! The world manifests itself throu......

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...Inevitable happenings Old age ushers All sorts of pain Awkward movement Cloudy second childhood Forgetfulness Body in decline Constipated feelings Too much flatulence Out of shap......

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...post-mortem note to mr. eliot dearest thomas, having lived long enough to see the a-bomb drop, one wonders if you had rethought your infamous ending to “The Hollow Men,” for most certainly the worl......

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... Bleakly human, Defined by imperfection, Haunted by generations of oppression From ourselves, But in vain. At the edge of the void, Inches away from the final step, Throwing memories, time, ......

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...PLASTIC BAG - ILLUSIONS OF GRANDEUR Humdrum, meaningless existence : Was wrapping apples in the supermarket: The guys said it couldn’t be done. But with warm air and wind there’s free......

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