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Ashurah
(Every year in the lunar month of Muharram we Shia Muslims commemorate the brutal martyrdom of the grandson of our Holy prophet Muhammed (s.a.w) and his family and friends at the hands of fake hypocritical...

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Categories: coldblooded, history, islamic, remembrance day, sad,
Form: Elegiac Lyric



I Defy the Clown
I defy the clown that is chasing everyone around
I defy the clown that is closing everything down
I defy the clown and became the biggest talk of the miserable town
Hoary women gathered around looking at me...

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Categories: coldblooded, angel, appreciation, community, destiny, endurance, integrity, judgement,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member A Whole New Word
Each English-speaker knows that funner means more fun than fun,
   and weirder means more weird than weird. And yet nary a one
of "proper" dictionaries has neologism words -
   the editors must...

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© John Watt  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: coldblooded, word play, words,
Form: Verse
Homocides
I Wake up in the morning hearing gunshots and people screaming I rush
towards my window and see another innocent victim lying on the ground
dead
I look to my right and see another family mourn over a...

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Categories: coldblooded, depression, sad, father, world, people, father, mother,
Form: I do not know?
Trump Poems and Epigrams V
Trump poems and epigrams V

The prez should be above the law, he sez,
even though he’s no longer prez.
—Michael R. Burch



Mercedes Benz
by Michael R. Burch

I'd like to do a song of great social and political import....

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Categories: coldblooded, america, political, presidents day, today, usa,
Form: Epigram



Premium Member The San Antonio Night Crossing
“... The closeness of the place and the heat of the climate, 
        added to the number in the ship which was so crowded 
   ...

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Categories: coldblooded, change, death, immigration, people,
Form: Free verse
May I Lay My Head Upon Your Shoulder
May I Lay My Head
Upon Your Shoulder?
Just For A Moment
and Not A Minute-Longer?

When Hurt’s Too Heavy
The Weight of The World
Gets To Be Too Much
For This Lonely Girl

May I Lay My Head
Upon Your Shoulder?
So The World...

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Categories: coldblooded, life, lonely,
Form: Light Verse
Why There's a War
I asked Ares,
“Why there’s a war?”

“Isn’t war there to kill men?”
he made a retort,

“Must there be war?” I asked again,
“Where to find the time throughout history 
there was no war on earth?” he made cynical...

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© Su Ben  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: coldblooded, death, war,
Form: Free verse
Mama Liberia Will Rise Again
Droplets speechlessly rolling off my cheek whenever I capture memories.
In a skyclad attire,
You embraced scorching from your children.
From relaxing pillow to many painful edges
Falls upon many, fights dispatched your beauty.
Brothers and sisters knocked down flying...

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Categories: coldblooded, 12th grade, africa, allegory, anxiety, appreciation, art,
Form: Free verse
The Key To My Life
What if everything I imagined was more than a dream?
If metaphors meant to you, exactly what they mean to me,
And I know it's hard to believe, and I don't expect you to see,
That when I'm...

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Categories: coldblooded, life, song-life,
Form: Rhyme
Gruesome Images Shared
It is a sickening time for most of us...
When the internet exposes the worst in us..

Without a doubt many of us recoil in horror...
When a video clip shows us images of mass murder...

When the ...

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Categories: coldblooded, betrayal, community, hate, humanity, murder, scary,
Form: Narrative
I Knew Yet Not This Deep
I knew you hated me,I knew you despised me,
I knew you were my enemy,I mean my foe
I Knew you wanted me dead,buried O`engraved,
I Knew you were pretending yet I never knew it ran so deep.

I...

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Categories: coldblooded, betrayal, youth,
Form: Prose Poetry
The End
Constantly looking for salvation that does not exist.

Living a dream, living a lie.

All alone among a deaf crowd
that suffers from insomnia.

As one of the most famous ghosts once said,
“Find what you love and let it...

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Categories: coldblooded, death, light, stars,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things