Allah Jesus Poems

Satan is sailing the Seas
God is absolutely Great
Satan is selling red shoes
The Lord is divinely Good
Satan is selling sneakers
God is Pure
Satan is selling incense
Gentle God,...

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The camel musk entered my tent today 
a quiet sand storm arouse the warm 
wind settled outside white garments 
blew in the breeze i could...

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NO CLUE AS TO WHAT I SHOULD DO
Should i climb a tree or eat some goo
should I parade naked outside Buckingham palace
Say'm the king of...

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Various Heresies 11



The beauty of the flower fades,
its petals wither to charades...
—Michael R. Burch



the U-turn poem
by michael r. burch

Life so defaulty,
Life so unfair,
why do wee...

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Sharing the News

The power of sharing
can never be overstated, 
or under understood. 
Together we make a difference. 
Like single drops of rain, 
coming together from...

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 We can explain "Real Intelligence",and we can explain "Artificial Intelligence for certain! It is good to "LOVE",so that we can "KEEP HOPE" in our...

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How long will I elude
you, who resides in me
Lo! You molded me
like clay,
from a dirty drop
the singular whispered voice
that spoke with the
ferocity of a
booming baritone...

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I was a moth,
a drifter,
seeking refuge
in the scorching blaze.

Destiny's jaws dug
deep into my hands
each canine like a nail
hammered into my palms
clasping onto my flesh
before tugging...

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We are dots
unyoked in the astral pencil sketch
disjointed blots
swinging on the vines
pouncing around for residues
epiphanic morsels sprinkled
like salt on gaping wounds

Lo! Look at how we...

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My Stockholm syndrome
crosshatch strokes across my rickety easel
lavish lavender blends of oil and spice
dye this powerless infant
catapulted into a cradle –
the dead center
of a clandestine...

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POEM: 
My yoke shall remain light
like wings of a falcon in flight
but if you remain anchored,
do not sound the dread alarm when
my burden's fangs sink...

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POEM: 
Cast upon me piercing pricks
of thorny apostasy, then douse me in
an inundation of roseate deluge
grayed watery specks flicker like charcoal embers
but I imbibe every...

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Lighting up the void
Your soft hands adorn us all
Within the abyss...

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In my time of need
I stare into blinding lights
To feel your aura...

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Spilling myself with an ink-soaked feather
pages cocooned by mahogany leather,
eroded and weathered

“Damn my eyes”
“My deeds unjustified”

Perusing prose to anesthetize my pain
my windowpane dripping with drops...

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