Long Disposing Poems

The Picture of Dorian Gray: Paint Me As An Event
The Picture of Dorian Gray, a decent fanciful novel by Irish writer Oscar Wilde, published in 1890. The novel, the only one written by Wilde, had...

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Now the real fun begins i told you a madmans attempt
But now im to far into my own allusion
Or delusion or illusions let's just say hallucinations 
Are with me daily to the people that these...

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(Bang-e-Dra-114), Khitab Ba Jawanan-e-Islam.
These are Golden words by Dr Allama Iqbal.
Khatab Ba Jawanan-e-Islam
Address To The Muslim Youth.
https://youtu.be/AwSNPEDGIrw
Sir Muhammad Iqbal  (9 November 1877 – 21 April 1938), widely known as Dr Allama Iqbal, was a...

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Threatening me directly in my face 
you want to appear bigger, you are not to be feared.  
Knowledge empowers....
With every breath I will speak out 
the world must know your type. 

I wont give...

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Man laying in grass 
Wearing the skins of wild beasts 
With acorns in hand 
A spear of stone next to him 
He laughed to himself 
His children safe in a grove 
With his eyes open...

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Somewhat spoken;
Smolding
 Broken
For I speak life I am whole
Not Broken BROKEN 


I know we are not broken
Yet there were moments Walking on the space covered ground Bronze Sand speckled dust every blade of grass on...

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Sobriety is dying in me once again
The pain drains as I welcome home a long time friend
She is always their and is always fair she never lies 
Just slides down smooth and we fall back...

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I am taking care of my 11-month-old grandson. I love every-minute and he's stolen my heart. I've seen the growth within him with lots of love and affection he gets. He is crawling and into...

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Clueless

She hangs up the phone.
Turns to her friend with a smile. 
She says "I just love him so much.
I haven't felt this way in a while.
Better still, he loves me too.
This is just too good...

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Nero fiddled while Rome burning
A poet dead at home while singing
There lived a poet,a fisherman
In pain of cancer the hangman
No cure, beyond medication
A radio recorder,his last requisition
His spouse acquired it in no time to wait
Disposing...

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There is a hole,
In my Ozone,
The layer I keep all to myself,
For selfish needs,
The tendencies and statistics will alarm.
But say once,
And say a million times,
That I am wrong for sleeping inside...
I am aware of such...

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Festered lament maddens me
Why must the despair of my heart’s desire
Truly enlighten me? 
I rested among the sick and lame
And found myself no different from the rest
For a troubled mind holds endless poverty
Penniless regret marks...

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Curse of mutation
On just one gene
Needing salvation
Get it clean

First comes the emotion
Then come the shakes
They get these notions
Everyone thinks they're flakes

Some are highly intelligent
But the wiring is disordered

(I am stilling working on this one. ...

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This game of killing is no longer 
Safe in our heart of hearts.
This game of looting is no longer safe to
Hear in our society, change and change!!
We no longer dream of disposing innocent
Babies in the...

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A parade requires a horde of supporting cast to put on a show:
Platoons of committees plus cops to control the traffic flow.
But an indispensable element of any successful parade,
Is the ever-viligant crew of the poop...

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Sterilized trauma of grief,
Gathering in the core crust,
Layering to thickness that was about to explode,
The hands went limp,
The legs were shaken not ready to take step,
Grits and guts wrenched and stringed,
The abdominal muscles turned taut,
The...

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My teenage years are reaching their peak
       I want to end the show with a happy ending
        But you never know the...

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Dear dad

I doubt you remember the first word I uttered
Having a hard time recollecting your memories in my nervous system
When you are that young, feelings are not altered
You did not pounce on the opportunity of...

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They often ask me how I like it,
this move I made in 2022.
And I tell them that my
likability is rather mixed.

"How's the rain, heat,
and humidity?", they ask.
And I tell them, "It's plentiful".

They ask if I...

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Complicated picket fences
                                ...

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Riddling scars of past wounds, each with their own story
Written deep within the skin, those of defeat and of glory
Words unspoken of stinging despair, a past left forgotten
Memories will not allow it; the mind is...

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"Stripped of a physical body,
[individualistic] mind stands naked,
revealed startlingly
for what it has always been;
the architect of our [shared] reality."
Sogyal Rinpoche

Stripped of a spiritual mind,
bodies lie nakedly dis-potentiated,
undominated,
indomitable,
undomesticatable,
de-commodified,
startlingly unveiled
for why we have always evolved here
in regenerative...

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This is different

Eerie

The winds have changed.
The colors fade into
a lifeless, chalky form,
and all life disappears
in a uniform fashion,
as I stand at its edge,
too scared to move.

Even the sun plays 
hide and seek.
And I've volunteered to...

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There once was this girl named Betsy who lived on my block. This chick was so ugly she looked like a rock. She had two big titties and a scar on her thigh. She had...

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Talking Self-Pitying Blues.

I have splintered hearts,
like delicate glass,

I have wished the shattered parts,
like yesterday, to quietly pass,

I have stood on the ramparts,
seeing with wounded eyes, the blood soaking into the cold grass.

My days have been...

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