Long Fly by night Poems

There sits behind deep forests hidden,
A sight to behold, place of all sins ridden,
Where the great rivers give life and churn,
A thousand diamonds and the trees sing
Along with the wind, ruled by the great King.

Generous...

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Unique
Hi An Cest Or,
Have you heard of the mediator?

       An Cest Or
Of course, unique, 
He's the mender of techniques.

         Unique
Did you...

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i dont know who is she i dont know where is she from i dont know what is she doing i dont know where is she leaving but if you saw her please tell her:
youre...

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My coping method fraught with utmost futility thus...

My professional treatment plan
predicated upon duress in extremis
hence Electroconvulsive therapy,
a last ditch effort I avail
and surrender self qua
to shock the monkey (me)
one (twenty first century)
obstinate bipedal hominid turncoat
optioned,...

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anticipatory anxiety fosters catastrophization...,

especially bombardment of online scare tactics
courtesy fiendish insidious loathsome sinister oafs
rubbing their hands at aggrieved party;
punch drunk cyber thieves ecstatic
acquiring by hook and/or crook
sought after precious, priceless, and proverbial data
after loosed ransomware...

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well, woman has been around for a while
  hypno-teasing men with her wicked smile
  been known by many names starting with Eve
  Boadicea, Cleopatra and Genevieve

  she can fly-by-night, be out...

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Ever since I experienced being significantly monetarily sidelined...
(how about that topic for a change of pace?)

Yes back to getting walloped, decked
and clubbed courtesy cold hearted brute,
who casually, glad handedly, and royally
flushed out mine tailored pricey...

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Electroconvulsive therapy,
     a last ditch avail
able effort optioned, aye bewail
as desperation if standard
     psychological measures peter

     out leave ving paul tree
(paltry) choice, and...

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Like a thief he passed out of sight
                           ...

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I have always been curious about people from Kurdistan
I wonder why they are called kurds
I wonder when the kurds would become keese
Just like curd becomes cheese
I wonder if birds are called “birds” because they come...

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When Katrina came calling,
Lady Blues brought some 
Miami Hurricane bad news
Green Dolphin Street pain parade
went Mardi Gras wind marching
down to the delta swamp of Nawl ‘Leans
And the lewd crowd’s demonic gust marlin friend, 
Flippa,
was cyclone...

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Yesterday i was told a story
it involved celebrities and stardom
two people well known and wealthy
came to be lovers
they married and were friendly
 and cordial through out
there time together.
the guy made millions one year.
 Some say...

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On a cold stormy winters night I was all snuggled in my bed
I received a call from our Captain that said, May get out of bed
A Plane had crashed high upon a mountain top around...

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Despite knowing you will never read this letter, I took it out from the drawer to see the light.

         I wish you were here, so  I...

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Rudolph's nose shines frosty bright,
Relations will be cool this night
He raps a hoof on Santa's door
And says we feel we should earn more

If we're to work on Christmas day
We must insist on double pay
And if...

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Oftentimes in writing poems I tend to glorify
the ladybug…the bumble bee and, of course, the butterfly.

In so doing I’ve ignored the moth…
I thought perhaps because they fly at night might be the reason why.
but haven’t...

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NIGHT OF THE LONG KNIVES  II
To your mind's eye, I lay what I may choose,
to be the only way you'll ever find,
you'll never have the choice to win or lose,
but go the way I...

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NIGHT OF THE LONG KNIVES 2
To your mind's eye, I lay what I may choose
to be the only way you'll ever find,
you'll never have the choice to win or lose,
but go the way I put...

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NIGHT OF THE LONG KNIVES
To your mind's eye, I lay what I may choose
to be the only way you'll ever find,
you'll never have the choice to win or lose,
but go the way I put into...

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beware of snakes
after she breath in 
she anointed my head 
with the oil of life 
now I could see how 
the green snakes 
crib in my grass 

I am in the jungle 
the wild wild...

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It seems that a weak sun is trying to penetrate my cloud~

A cloud so heavy filled with moisture it drips steadily
Black ominous, not described as light and fluffy so hey you get off my cloud

For...

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NIGHT OF THE LONG KNIVES
To your mind's eye, I lay what I may choose
to be the only way you'll ever find,
you'll never have the choice to win or lose,
but go the way I put into...

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Death Poems

Death, where is thy sting?
The way, the truth, and the life.
Jesus Christ, my Lord.

Step one, be tired.
Step two, focus on yourself.
Step three, cover up.

He died on the cross.
By faith, I choose to follow.
Life gained...

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“It’s very good to meet you,
You look younger than expected,
But guess that’s always likely,
When your status is protected?”
“Yes it’s good to meet you,
Of course I seem just a pup,
I’m bound to look a youngster,
Cos I...

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With the fowling stench
       Of Creation
Of the Los Heaven's afar
We do much to grapple
      For the money
Or maybe a big new shinny
  ...

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