Long Dead body Poems

 There is a "Secret To Life,and "There is a secret to "The Death of those who will not realize that they are"already dead in the "Spirit"of "The Lord God Almighty! There is a secret...

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I was pushed to write this comparison after reading the poem on Byron by the souper poet Gary Bateman.
Wandering on internet I found the Byron's version of Francesca's words in CANTO V of Dante's Hell...

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When I'm gone...
You're gonna miss me over my dead body 
When I'm gone...
Till I'm gone...bye-bye, love...I guess I was your nobody and love everybody, but me...
When I finally belong 
You're gonna depart from me
When I...

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Let me tell you something you can’t tell anybody, not the principal, not my teacher, not nobody.
I stopped the ten-year-old midstream.  If you tell me someone is hurting you I have to tell. I...

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~Our Endured Love ~
                      
Today and yesterday I am who I am not asking...

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when I went through the living room they had turned the lights off on the tree, all but the star, sitting at the very top of the tree above all the ornaments, still shining brightly...

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Semi - collage dreams suddenly collapsed, 
While the chill of September's dawn crept into my veins, 
And the scent of the wind outside smelled with horror, 
Gunshots from ak-47 disturbed the airs' silence instead
Of the...

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I ripped the curtain from the window to have a good view of what was transpiring outside, someone must have fallen from the roof top and lay dead on the road side, a little crowd...

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Asifa's Blood Pens 
(The Courageous Princess)

No! No! Wipe out the name of Asifa! 
No more Asifa's on this earth to be born!
O Lord, my creator, my benefactor, my protector!
My parents chose my name in your...

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Orion was the son of Neptune (EA). A handsome giant and a mighty hunter. Orion loved Merope, the daughter of Denopion, King of Chios, and sought her in marriage. He cleared the island of wild...

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love is undefinable

it is an illusion

that impregnates the heart

people blurt out and say

i have found love

get real...

whats the colour?

how heavy is it?

its a million dollar question

why wont you say you have found love?

i ask?

you see...

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"My legacy remains long after my departure" by Curtis Johnson

When we die, most people believe that our spirit leaves our body.              ...

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A Dark Cloud  
                             
Why do...

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? Miss ?
While drinking coffee alone,
feel lover on the next chair.
Or in an afternoon alone,
looking at the sky.




		? Love ?
Crying through a flock of birds and spreading personal memories. Or miss someone's hand while walking...

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This poem wants to make a change . . .

To be a strong yet silent raised fist in Mexico, 1968.

To stand at a window w/a shotgun writing the words
“By any means necessary”

To sit in at...

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I'm a nightowl becuz I prefer the night, despite what you say
Today, I'm yours and I'm gonna make your day a delightful day
I love all genres in LA...I'm going cray-cray with you around me all...

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I don’t need that unnecessary love. 
A love of limited time based on moral and physical pretendence.

At that moment the feeling was so high much more like I took a glass of bear.
But the moment...

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14.
after the dry leaves of the winter 
fall in innumerable drops 
the spring comes 

the cover-face of spring means 
a note-book of the rain-tree 
letting float in the sun-water 

and mr harry says that
this question...

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A Good Mystery


I love a good mystery
A real whodunit,
I love the Hallmark Mystery and Movie Channel,
Nothing like watching Andy Griffith play the part of “Matlock”
He always figured it out
And revealed who the murderer is in...

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To whom it may concern
Don’t be shocked what you are about to learn
In any case, this is a suicide note
The last thing on this earth I wrote
Just listen, I don’t need you to reply
As I...

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Picture in your mind, a 70 year old mother and grandmother, hitchhiking from her village into a war shattered town of Bucha, desperately looking for her son's dead body. Wanting to bring his body home...

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There once was a day I would watch every airplane.
Praying you was on it to come take me away.
As a child I wanted you around until the day, you actually came.
The day you came is...

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The blood is dripping 
Greed creeping
The towers tipping
The powerful sipping the sweet tea
Made from the blood and sweat of poverty
Exploitation
Rules the nation
Propaganda at every station
Look and see
There is no more you or me  
Just...

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Twenty four seven AMONG THESE ARE 		                            ...

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Every now and then,
I go on what I call a, "wilderness survival excursion."
Basically I venture deep into some remote wilderness region,
with little more than the clothes that I'm wearing,
and survive on whatever Nature may be...

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