Intellectuals Poems - Poems about Intellectuals

...GALAXY YOKE BOMBARD MASTICATE LUSH VISCOUS Some say our galaxy’s a feeble joke, and I’m not one to beat about the bush: two stellar oxen, fastened by a yoke? Mythology, to me, is so ......

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...A little bit flashy A little bit dainty, Who cares about consistency If effect turns stimulatory. Intellectuals surrendering To timely electrifying pleasure, Intoxicated memory Forgets ever......

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...Bombarded by myriads of daily data without cease, I suggest a forthright discourse on this topic, carousel of trend and sound adherence merely looming? some unwitting sentiment an aspirational d......

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...Municipal Bills and Elon Musk Driving down from my eyrie, I write to sound learned while the extent of my education was as a cook in the merchant navy and often thrown ashore in mystic harbors as ......

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...So they came to a point when it looks inevitable Like that happened with numbers one and two And like ages ago, it seems inexplicable Wars grow like a garden of stones can grew Stigmatized, victi......

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...A: I called you fool all because when you called yourself wise in your very own eyes--you first became a fool in mine. And the fool has said in her own heart that there is no God--hello ......

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... 17 I know, that there are no answers in cognac or armagnac In the wine or sacred prayer, No answers in geometry or trigonometry, No response in Toronto, or Chicago, That’s why we write t......

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...He enters looking bedraggled, tired and worn out, his skin like Vellum, blank and pale. Lifting his eyes to catch their gaze he gives a slight nod to acknowledge their presence. He scans the room as ......

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...In the labyrinth of time, where truth and lies dance, I wander among the shadows of thoughts, seeking wisdom's light, Wondering why, in recent centuries, the learned have lost their way in the mist......

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...My parent’s library Passed time, childhood age, memory, and feelings from my life I was sitting in front of the bookshelf. Always. Amazing collection I was twelve, hmm, life is an illusion. Da......

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...In the quiet twilight, we gather here today, To honor my dad, remember him, and pray. From the promised land, he flew with no regret, To the fifties U.S., a different mindset. In the old ......

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...At high noontime, the tires are burning in the streets The sound of barking dogs is everywhere; the cats of hell smell Like never showered rats who are locked up in death row cells Where the air d......

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...All on a sudden getting awake in the morning, I got stunned seeing, the whole earth had become a great graveyard. Each house was, as it were, a grave. In that grave, all were whispering about ill tid......

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... THESE ARE OPEN(organic) VERSES using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols, the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' (intuitive cadence)& so inherently requires the 'reader' (rec......

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...Demons gleefully collect traces of love Intrigued by intellectuals' war games Voicing their venomous phrases Over petty domestic crimes Rage trickles the air as moisture gushes miniature eye......

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