Long Delete Poems

[This poem 'No God Of  Mine' was seemingly confounding readers as
to its meaning. Ordinarily, if I felt a poem wasn't  cutting it, I'd delete
it, but on this occasion, I've been asked to explain it... so here goes.]


By...

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~ With  God's  Help  ~
(The  Goblet )


~O~



I'll  just  put on  my   best 
Face  and  a  nice  Smile   
Be  Strong...

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C:
  I journeyed long upon the way, e-mailed through your router
  hello "Henry", good to greet, I am in your computer
  I am between him and her, so I am gender neuter

...

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And that is why... this platform is here for answers they can't deny...
It's a truth within a complexity that is standing high...
Let us follow the roots and explore the depths of its grand design...
Cause every...

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There are actual people
half woman half man
running mornings and
dream people in movies
half language half light.
Tomorrow is John’s funeral.

		*			*			*

This is my minute
my moment
Oops, gone!

Anything can happen
if you don’t resist
Resist!

		*			*			*

But who am I? You think bullets won’t
kill?...

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You’re like a backpack, jam-packed with memories of High School’s fun times and hard times…I know I had weaknesses back then; in addition, I had strengths that I still lack
You carry everyone’s weight including my...

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Gone now are the wondrous minds of old,
whose era treasured learning over gold,
And humble were the thoughts and words of these,
who, trothed to truth, would now be left displeased,
by hurried tempers bent on winning wars,
neglectful...

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It will be wintertime very soon
Here comes the evening moon
Gradually, we'll be shining like the sun
Eventually, you and I will be made as one

Tick Tock Tick Tock
The clock is taunting me...
Tock tick tock tick
The time...

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Let me tell 
You some 
More stories

Since so many
Of you are into
Stories

This one’s about writers
And a bit about
Social media

I’m no encyclopedia
But I’m a wannabe writer

And I studied 
Neuropsychology 
And by the way 

I can show...

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Translation of David Broza's " ! Ay Amor ! Que seria de mi ! " by T. Wignesan

( I'm not certain if this' s the original title of the lyrics composed by Eitan Nahmias GLASS....

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We carry our phones now.
We call them I-phones.
Not sure if this is because we are Internet-aware
Or simply I’s instead of We’s now.
It’s time to exchange mine for a newer model;
Happens every two years.
How many contacts...

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“Blue Angels, Black Sheep, Monitors and The House of Random Penguins” 

The womb
is scooped like 
an over ripe melon
Time is the incorrigible felon,
the forgotten lost garden explored 
overturned and raked, 
neatly messed, 
in more ways...

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I just need a rest 
So, I can pass the test…
God will do the rest
God will do the rest, 
So no worries…
Get down upon your knees
Say please, Lord…
Help us lift up a sword
And fight out...

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"ls this explicit can it be more than just a thought a true story within each letter place. Together in a line in a single line, there's Glory post haste. I just want to tell...

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I am a virgin slammer,
Let me get that over with,
So if I stammer and speak like a bludgeoning hammer,
Let the record be clear: I’m just trying to go with this.
So I won’t walk the walk...

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  { emo music inspired poem }

ELEPHANT WOMAN 

She is Elephant Woman 
you cannot hide from her
in houses of brick or glass
lined velvet curtains
whether it sits on a signal
hill or in newlands bourgeois class...

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Keep your head up above the surface
Don't lose grip or you'll soon fall on your 
face
My eyes search for any signs of 
weaknesses
And my mouth devours everything in sight

You're flipping out like some mad hornet
sinister...

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Who needs Love?

If we all need love, how do we get it?
My Angel strokes my cheek and says
Your abandoned heart, so hungry, 
Maybe it’s time that you fed it.
My head looks up and says: 
Don’t...

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We entered the post today the hall 
was filled with so many disabled veterans 
and their families many lost their medical 
benefits due to living situation some were 
homeless some moved in with family 

members...

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A young girl’s voice / lost in the data / cries out
"Why are we here?"

Pixie Pixela... her words soft and low murmurs...
"This world is yours... dear... a garden for stories to grow."
But her digital eyes...

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First version 



As Midnight Moon Shines Upon Her Eyes 


In a dream world where fantasies abound 
shall be where my princess is found
Wrapped in her vision an angelic choir
cherubs singing her heart's desire
Her voice soothes...

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Aw, you're cute
Aw, was that your face?
I think I smacked your face
And gave you a bruise 
But that's old ass news

I know that I am silly Billy
I love dandelions honestly
Aw, they are so adorable
The birds...

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The National Science Foundation outsources to Colleges, today's mental assassins to secretly 
censor you using "wisedex" 
among other things. 
"Wisedex" is
in the shadows of academia, 
a deep state melanoma
with digital mitochondria and an mRNA soul.

Mental...

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Android Charlie: The Sequel: the Drama
  Android Charlie II:The Sequel: The Drama

OH, Charlie had money alright!
A great house, wife,and a quite intelligent child, too!
Very opulent, he!
Three cars, vacations and a complete
lifestyle, too.

Alas, those cell phones came...

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Posted - 12/29/2019 :  12:05:03 AM | Ksjpari's Poems | Edit Topic | Delete Topic
These are my students of Millennium School who find Joy in me . They showed the way I could teach....

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