Rose Humanity Poems

Jokes banned, thoughts criminalized 
Politicians try to sell
Safety reasons, no surprise
Their lies aren’t selling well 
Safety reasons grow like weeds
In rose gardens of the mind...

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In My Skin

In my skin I know what is true
Don't lie to yourself,  you know it too
Clear away all excuse and  every denial
For...

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Changed my mind
and most probably
my spelling and words
quite a lot recently,

thinking we all live
in a simulation and
are bodies are
avatars or emojis,

was watching
high end particle
of love...

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Good Friday be with you all
A once in a year Friday
Christ has been crucified 
Every year for two thousand years
He doesn’t complain at all
Today is...

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It’s winter in the year twenty-eighty-four
Hell has landed on every shore
Devilish eyes aglow as they rose to dominate
People now captive to a totalitarian state

Society is...

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Feminity is such a powerful alluring force
Like a magnet that magnetizes and attracts
So sublime captivating and sensually Devine
A bee attracted to a flower
Something so beautiful...

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When the ideology is trending 
it is so much easier to maintain;
Nobody talks about what you’re saying 
or worries about a loss or a gain;

Laughter...

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As Creativity and Beauty Flee

With every sense alerted  — keen,
 We’ll  take turns to champion
The Watch…

To discover where Creativity and Beauty 
Flee —...

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If only I could give this world my best, 
harbored in this port of call of restless 
desires deep inside a ship in raging foam,...

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Its a shame, 
Its a shame that you claim to defend
When in real sense
You want us to depend on you so you can use and...

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Its a shame, 
Its a shame that you claim to defend
When in real sense
You want us to depend on you so you can use and...

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One day not so long ago 
I walked
Never alone
For the world 
Is always my home

It was a late
Spring snow
Yet I felt
Invisible red roses
Offering sweetest perfume
To...

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I cannot stop my lucky nose;
Not with the winsome scent of Rose:
From my cherished chair often rose
And to my Darling Rose drew close.

Now, breeze that...

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Identity is like that bead of a necklace
Or a beautiful rose of a flower vase 
the prettiest smile on someone's face 
or even a kind...

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I
In church, decor by Desiree Seymour
Jesus rose up again, we sang with gusto
There followed communion, bread and wine
Thoughts: He, bread of life ; we, bread...

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