Long Destructed Poems

The thunder struck and the heavy rains came,
He struggled for survival, fought hard.
The downpour wouldn’t stop, the streets now flooded,
the man now lay unconscious on a boulevard.

The next morning, the Sun couldn’t rise,
the clouds overpowered...

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What makes a speech out of words,
I have just washed the tombs of lords.
Oh, what’s my knot?
What’s my knot?

You can judge the theme not.
Words, trickle of the destructed thoughts
Shaped in a dim light.
No matter what...

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Dear Library,

It's me, Angel,
Do you remember me?
Of course, you do,
For how could one forget?
A constant presence,
A companion through my highs and lows.

I write to express my gratitude,
For being my sanctuary in high school,
A refuge from...

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Her body was a wonderland for him to explore
Because he could and because she gave it all
He had tasted this before and now he finds it hard to stop
Life’s most exotic desire
he craves it like...

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Peace or violence, with humans you never know,
When love will sprout or when seeds of hatred will be sown,
When in humanity & compassion people may find satiety,
Or when the lust to kill will choke up...

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He believed in inconsistency, with the claim that he believed in me...

I held onto every word as I watched the the ashes of my heart scatter into rain and I
stopped, stuttered and shut.down., the key...

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100 days until forever begins and for all those spiritual beings you could say until forever ends

Yes, love can be a fairy tale but its more like a happy ending after the sad and mad...

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My Inner Conflictions
	


	I have been upheld in this room for many years and a lot of tears and frustration has ran
between these ears. Permanently scared and damaged by what’s in here. Took a bottle with...

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Verse
When I saw who was calling
I didn't answer the phone
There was a pit in my stomach
Like I'd swallowed a stone
Collect call from jail
Do I want to accept?
If the tables were turned
Would I be feeling bereft?
Except...

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He came home in fatigues
a late night in March
chill, crisp windless.

His heavy shined shoes pairingly
stole the chipped, warped
creaking boards of
the basement stairs. 

Turning the corner,
stepping into the living room
shiny black leather 
steel tipped boots ...

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He's not...


that discordant surreal Sunday,


he's not that memory, he's not these crooked tears


and I swear, I promise


I'm not...


broken, on the floor, shards of me reflecting


him.




I'd turn around and pick this up, everything that's collected underneath...

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I  set sight on visions 
Picture little if visions
Matter ,i paint a photo 
To vision my pictures
My vision has lost it way to my tongue
I speak what I see,visualise or better yet picture
My vision set...

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Have you ever roamed a land, 
One that was decimated by a storm, 
Where once people lived and lives prospered, 
One where happiness was part of the daily norm, 

A storm, a natural phenomenon, ...

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“Don’t worry mom,”
I said
with as much confidence
as a young boy could muster,
“I’ll collect money from my paper route
ok,
don’t worry mom, don’t worry!”
I hated to see my mother cry,
tears streaming between fingers
like water through cracks in...

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''The Shilluk Kingdom and My heart''

Genre: Poetry
poet: Gum Mapuol Mabior

''The Shilluk Kingdom and My heart''

I was going to be a Prince
Of Shilluk kingdom today if we 
Did not lose our Kingdom-ship.

My mother was going to...

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Infantile ignorance takes a barge and a ship then sets sail. Passing one jellyfish stop and wave. But passing over nineteen thousand jellyfish stop and shoot. Shoot till all gone in a gloopy mess tangling...

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The creation gave birth from the word of God’s mighty reaction. He said let their be light and then it appeared. His beautiful grace made a way for the dark skies to be cleared. He...

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I am strange—so strange
that I self-destructed and don't regret it.
—Jaun Elia, translation by Michael R. Burch

The wound is deep—companions, friends—embrace me!
What, did you not even bother to stay?
—Jaun Elia, translation by Michael R. Burch

My nature...

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Human suffering via the lens of social injustice juxtaposed to the same past.
      Enslavement, slavery, and Indian removal from their sacred lands
Who hands are damned?

     ...

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While transient love is all I yearn for now,
A state of panic engulfs as I imagine.
When my life takes a decisive turn
Hair white, wrinkled face and lack of sin. 

Will I see shadows of myself?
Will...

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I’ve mastered the art of the double knot
forgotten most of what I’ve been taught
my cuffs are frayed by elbows worn
my favorite jacket sewed where torn
the holes in my jeans – work put them there.
I didn’t...

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Why always be angry at the world.  When it's your own fault that your life is empty and broken.  How can you just keep yelling and screaming where's my life gone.
 

Realizing the...

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Silently sitting alone
echoes the unheard noises
roars the unknown voices
secretly whispering to my ears
slowly I'm crowded by fears
the great grandfather told me
Heavens are calling for divine destiny

trying to listen to the calling,
I'm destructed by falling
to opposing...

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Last year, I and other family members took supplies
to assist an area devasted by a tornado. There stood
two large vehicles; one was from the Red Cross and
the other from the Samaritan Purse.

In the middle of...

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The energy I spend to carry this hate
is turning into an expensive fate.
I’m a time bomb at an accelerated rate
bring me flowers to commemorate
I self destructed on this date.

Especially,
when you seem so unaware
It fuels the...

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