Sonnet Irony Poems

When I pen lines, fresh thoughts of Vincent van Gogh
     strike me! How, with palette and brushes, he breathed
life's scenes onto...

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Old school is no longer appreciated, been made redundant is anticipated

Youngblood’s heart is always on fire, he wishes that old school would soon retire 

Youngblood...

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RESOLUTION

Resolve can be such a transient thing
Commit to living this next year anew
Leave the old behind and forget the bling
But first one admits what is...

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I'm an artist without a muse to capture 
Painting with no brush or sense of the soul
Sparking fire without a fuse or ember
Still I perceive...

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They sure bear battles but no enmities,
At borders build brotherhood’s bonhomie,
Exchange smiles and burry adversity
That may arise from mutual miseries.
The wars are won by kings...

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Where is the love you promised us always? Eternal love is 
cast out of heaven for the angelic it seems—Quote by poet

It burns deeply knowing...

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I set out to create a rhyme
   but the sounds won't come together
A haiku it was now going to be
   but...

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Ever wonder what happens to suggestions
Dropped in your employers’ slotted box?
They are extracted and read with questions
Seldom answered is somewhat orthodox,
Proposals by the great, “unwashed”...

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Both sides of a sword with double edge, harm
One with love that may seems deadly to cope
Other with quiet GUISE till night loses arm ...

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Walk for peace as quiet as a stranger 
Tread softly without digress on this road
It does look so lovely to endanger
So, neither jump nor leap...

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I sit alone above the fray
Await the saviors coming day
I listen not to other voices
Fraught with the trouble of their choices.

For I am sure the...

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Raw! His red pen fetch for more top designs
Her paper squeezes and her table shakes 
Thus, he fears to keep writing his free signs
She can't...

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The long life

 The knowledge of living forever is already here
all one has to do is renew the old cells for new ones
once a year...

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My heart in search of peace and love
Now finds the world’s ironic deeds.
They wage a war for peace, they rove
In streets the roaring rifle bleeds.

For...

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The swish of some passing cars unnerving me still
With the rapid clack of my windshield wipers,
When, suddenly, I felt a most unwanted chill
Like the rapid...

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