Long Fagged Poems

If there is life there 
must be an encounteration.
Even the moons and 
the suns, all get to return 
back if they passed 
to their eventual 
transportation. The morning
lights shunned and pass 
like flying clouds. When...

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I opened my heart 
Where lies my brook?
Where are thou my Raven?
Our land is in FAMINE
Almost like that of the Israelites
I cried with millions
Wept for an ailing nation
Tubers of yam makes us yawn
Tomatoes puts us...

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*** Sketching the Ballerina ***

It is well, quite well after midnight. 
My pup lies fagged on the blanket
    as close to me as possible.
The young ballerina sits slightly slumped
On a bench across...

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The warden’s bewildered, the keeper’s amazed
as the gate gapes behind us, a hole in the haze.
Our steps seem uncertain, the cobblestones crazed,
pearly stars burn above us like pinwheels ablaze.
Though lanterns hang vacant in streets staring...

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A friend cast to the land of a distinct
Frigid base, she said...
Lonesome embraced the yearn, mum likewise
Forfeit the identity, stumbled to the pivot of stir

A missed scraped of self-consciousness
The alert of all mistaken
Failed which taken...

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Just a day before this dotting
I woke up anew, fagged
Unto the toilet I beckoned
One, two, three, four,  . . .times
Flaccidity   ran all over me
I could not stand nor sit down 
On my...

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Off the market I dashed
In search of ingredients
To soup my poetry.
To all kiosk and stall I went
Yet I find none of it.

Fagged out on my fro home
Lost in thought of how 
To soup my poetry.
There...

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When death seeks a Valentine;
among Thy Angels, the devils dine,
And silently, the heavens break,
Thy Veil it stays, the liars rhyme;
And then Thy words, they fall apart,
in a suicide of eternal art;
And witness while the Devil...

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The sweat droped from his tatherd shirt
as he realized his fate was near.

He paused between sentences because
he couldn't belive it was finally here.

The day, time, and place was different
but it was all the same.

The feeling,...

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I'm gradually losing strength,
And will exhale my last breath any moment from now,
The bio-weapon and its politics in my motherland tore into my flesh and soul,
Now fate rolls the dice.

It's really bad for me and...

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Bright and bearing arms
Drawing me by your charm
You're an angel

I run in ecstatic glee
Fall on my knees
You sweep me off my feet

We dance into the night
Some tango to some grime
Angels know no bedtime

I'm fagged as...

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Sounds no fun; to not know for sure
And immediately
Till which feeling, as twixt us here
Sparks, recognizably.
Down on which spacious floor, Earth-spun
Life-danced, guest to guest
If half a lifetime, and more fagged
For that heart's unrest!

Stepped aside then,...

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