Confusion Life Poems

Written: April 27, 2024

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[Non-Fictional Preface: Fictional Old Folks Home/Apparition] "This is the story of two friends, both considered themselves start-up writers, whereas, one who was a bit more...

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Re: viewing the emotionally prosperous papa razz zee life I did not live

The following poetic account 
written more'n a dozen 
dirty dancing decades ago, 
while...

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   Without Truth, what good is Love
   Without Love, what good is Truth
     This is confusing
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Simple plans are best
To ordinary people
Why complex the rest?...

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To me at least
It’s become clear
We are the animals
The ones to fear
It’s the wildlife
That’s civilized my dear

They are the ones
That deserve the chance
Its simply survival
That...

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In a world of confusion
Its all an illusion
Of mentally abusing
The masses at large

It’s not surprising
That humanity
Is downsizing
And mutating into the grotesque
All at the behest
Of the...

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Why must there always be a sacrifice souring the taste of something nice
Just a moment on the lips but a lifetime on the back shelf...

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Luminous lucent mind 
longingly mystique,
made of multi-facetted crystal
of gorgeous gem,
shines sublimely 
with translucent thoughts, 
glistened by soul-suffusing 
sensuous rays,
emanating from 
efflorescent fountain
of ebullient emotion
unrestrained. 

Clear...

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This world is a dark place
Casting shadows over a bright face
Stars rain like celestial tears
Illuminating earthly fears

I've been running over my mind
Contemplating how you resigned
Spending...

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Words Words Words 

Words are miracles with great power.
Stringing the right ones together can 
be constructive.
Using the wrong ones can be 
destructive.

Words uttered in anger...

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Talking to people
Circles of fear
Straight lines and queers
The conscious mirror drops narrator's tears
Never forgetting the bird with transparent  wings
Zombies walking in and out of...

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When we stare at the mirror 

Is it the reflection of our reality?

Or is it the curtains of their design?

Is it the similarity in our...

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Weaving Work I

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Who am I is a question,
That baffles and confuses me.
Aren’t I a stranger to myself,
When in me angels and demons cohabit,
Dwelling side by side.

Sometimes I...

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