Long Fabricates Poems

Free association comprises ratiocination...

Bonafide catatonic doggedness,
nevertheless this stubborn stoic poet writ
afore and another feeble effort courtesy
exhaustive mental effort
he brewed den - brought about divine visit
analogously to solve mystery pinpointing
within suspense unveiling whodunnit.

Whereat your true
plane vanilla...

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Free association comprises ratiocination...

Bonafide catatonic doggedness,
nevertheless this stubborn stoic poet writ
afore and another feeble effort courtesy
exhaustive mental effort
he brewed den - brought about divine visit
analogously to solve mystery pinpointing
within suspense unveiling whodunnit.

Whereat your true
plane vanilla...

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Crawl out of your peeping hole 
and face me like a man
You have been hiding for years
and paying people to do your sordid scam
For years you have taunted me
without showing any mercy
invading my privacy
monitoring my...

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With empty capacious cauldrons 
the living entities arrive arrogant, 
and depart organically desolate.
In between they turn into 
instinctive greed slaves to snatch 
the unearned fortunes,
getting sucked spellbound 
within the abyss of cravings.

In the innate inferno...

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O dear, my beloved
you are beautiful
like the natural sky and innate horizon,
like the green mountain and wood,
like the independent skylark

you are beautiful
like the flowing rivers and flourishing flowers,
like the blooming mango buds,
like infatuating lyrics of...

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False faces and pretentious promises churn my heart,
like what the desert storm does to the dunes. 
I can’t calm down my mind’s twirling turbulence
as the friction of fury shatters the shield of restraint.
Defenseless and discounted...

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Holding her head high 
with a resolute look;
possessing dauntless courage and wisdom,
She never feels subservient.

The emerging modern woman
fabricates her own traits,
by obliterating the customs
of engulfing in murk named ignorance;
and suppresses the routine
of living a melancholic...

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MY CAR MY BUCOLIC.
    
 The speed of my automobile exclusively,
 Depends on the wheelman which earth born, 
 Crave where the passengers await it's destination,
 Seeing an endless road ahead.
 Every...

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True feelings concealed craftily
beneath the sheath of surfeit psyche, 
fragile fantasy of self sanguinity fostered	
by the colors of chameleon skin,
evoke emotions surreptitious,
pretentiously paraded skillfully
away from the edge of reason,
epitomize cleverly the camouflaged ego.

The chase of...

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With empty capacious containers 
the living entities 
arrive arrogant 
and depart desolate,
in between turn into 
greed slaves to snatch
the unearned fortune,
getting sucked spellbound 
within abyss of temptation.

In the inferno of 
corporeal passion temporal,  
the...

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That was strike two but you’re the only one keeping score
I didn't realize there were heart strings attached
You know I have trouble listening 
Yet you're still undressing
But your clothes are draped on you and not...

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contrary to popular religious belief
our universe was not created in a week
the universe did not spring from nowhere
spewing out planets and breathable air
that which constitutes the totality
has forever defined reality
difference lying within the constant changes
which...

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The trickling teardrops fall like rain
dousing love's spark, and as you cry,
passion's flame begins to die.

All of your pleadings were in vain,
his every lie summons a tear
that drowns your hurting heart in fear.

Treating you with...

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Every woe is a new poem
A new prose which fabricates the stars in the galaxy
They say about the spilling blood out from the heart
Like satin wine-drops in the pages
Behold! They hold their luck inside 
Tuck...

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Have you seen the poker-faced man holding a deck of cards in his hand? He shows no emotions and displays no surprise but continuously fabricates the world’s most sinister lies.
 
He gives two personas to...

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My eyes are open
My mind is pacing 
My heart is racing

So I close my eyes
And sit in quietude 
I was told it fabricates a different attitude 

Looking for the child 
who needs to escape 
While...

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Somber Rebellion 

Upon somber's horrid-rebellious fleet,
Corvus and ravens are victims who plead,
Nightmare which leeches through logic and glee,
Conceals itself behind bleaks ominous screams.

Coercion of luminity for pallid deeds,
Fabricates these mirrored-fraudulent beasts,
Wandering over a picayune defeat,
Condemning...

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Focus, the master key that unlocks
Stoutly locked doors to your future
Feeds on discipline that blocks
Distractions and fractious fractions in your culture. 

Focus, the gismo that breaks
Deadlocks and tames dreadlocks
In your environment where reckless wrecks
Catalyse red...

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Heed then the touch of certainty
That mellows in uncertainty


There is a strange reason why change
Fabricates an odd feeling strange


Embrace the conflict that confronts
As soul and mind and heart bear brunt


Seek to run away from harsh...

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He weaves coincidences
and makes up stories,
He creates stories
and makes up myths,
He spins tall tales—
Is he a poet or politician?

He loves with a passion
like a man on a mission…
He lies truthfully,
The truths he ever tell ...

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Penultimate misty mile
resonates pined
sunset swan song
of forlorn footprints
transformed to
flattened anonymity. 

In the shadow of 
cleaved cloud
in swarming storm
turmoil threads
weave ordained
webbed horizon
languished obscurity,

Convolute canvas of
chameleon conversion
deception illumines  
the last corner
patina plays
beguiled buoyant
with the remnant rays
of...

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