Life Society Poems - Poems about Life Society

some say demons I call them traumas some say addictions I call it self infliction some say crazy I call it misunderstood some say boundaries I call it protection some say bad seeds I call them unguided some say thieves I call it greed some say haters I call them broken some say jealousy I call it bitterness some say narcissist I call them wounded some say enemies I call them admirers ...

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some level of falling from grace happens in slab city its twisted humanity when kindness stops being nornal when green crusaders are dismissed, unseen like burying waste in landfill city of slab-stick where we live normal lives within shuttered malls affluence superimposed on poverty can anything mellow us with nature clotted under sprawl? breeding, feeding, receding within plated walls unable to bend the city to one's...

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Consistency is key isn't it not? Then why does it feel like a chore rather than a reward? Nobody gives you a road map on life So why are there so many pressures from wrong to right? Inconsistency has been a part of my whole life Whether I knew it or not But that's the thing Little girls and little boys are...

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Impurity Where is the solidity of purity? Where is the moral of solidity? And the conservatism of life? What do I see on the train at night? Almost naked very young women. The world has turned upside down. Spirituality has disappeared from life. The flesh pursues the soul, and light. Women are more magnetic in long skirts. ...

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Societies Societies, cultures, ages, eras Principalities, kingdoms, empires, Communism and socialism And the present can’t give a perfect solution All of them have light age and top period All of them have a beginning and development Development, achievement, then gold time Then decay, decadence, and devastation All this causes suffering, poverty, and destruction Just repetition and repetition. It’s a vicious cycle Where is the forever solution? Where...

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Man— born to think freely, now trapped in a prison of pixels. Facebook— a wasteland of worthless chatter, where minds rot in the soil of mediocrity, graves of shallow likes and empty words. Telegram— a playground for the desperate, lust clothed in secrecy, hands searching...

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Is it wrong to feel jealous of my brothers? Am I evil for envying their wild freedom, For wanting, just once, to go where they go, To dance to every beat, lose myself in the night? They are at every party, every celebration, Free birds, untethered, While I sit...

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We, the Children of the Atom: Whose quantum physics master the balance of past and future. We remember before and after; to aim them both with hands still enslaved by petty policy and impractical allegiance to the thieves who multiply yet still. We say now to them: Imagine what we shall do in the autonomy of...

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I’m a weapon of mass destruction the kind that doesn't appeal to societies seductions I am all about kingdom construction The word of God is my daily instructions I get an unction, how to function Steering clear of those with no compunction Everyone is focused on a getting a date Instead of walking towards eternal gates Sextually transmitted demons don't...

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#What's_love When I wish to have someone with my whole being but not knowing how to pour my heart to them, doubts and fear to be burnt, rejected and not sharing the same sentiment, when I burn inside, battling my own demons of love, loving what's before me, wishing to touch, to whisper in her ears...

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A lovely midnight Seeing those lighted high rise An awesome delight....

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Dowry, drug addiction, and domestic violence rule Female foeticide and female infanticide go cool. Abortions, corruption, and gender inequality Racism, human trafficking, casteism, and poverty Food adulteration, wealth hoarding, consumerism, and greed With many such evils, we, as a society, bleed. Where are our good-bad consciences and consciousnesses? Where are our ethically fit philanthropic choices? Like a crack in the rail track, there's...

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Simple plans are best To ordinary people Why complex the rest?...

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"Sunsets are loved because they vanish." - Ray Bradbury Days like this, I could forget If they were all to vanish, Come to an end in a sunset Black clouds I'd ever banish If they were all to vanish As skies of orange and blue, Black clouds I'd ever banish If that were so easy to do As skies of orange and...

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Can we tell every truth ? Can we write those ? If I do, I shall suddenly be a stranger, that nobody knows. They might see me as a demon who can feed its mother to the crows. Society will scream like a priest, “bury him with his twisted prose” ! So some truths we can never tell, Keep those chained in our secret...

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