Long Futurist Poems

At the age of 13 he experienced the great depression,
and that event helped shape his social conscience.
Even as a child he could clearly see all of the resources were still available,
but people didn't have money,...

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My imaginary restaurant will be named “All That You Imagine.”
Any food you can imagine, you will be served.
Thanks to technology and a world-class cooking staff,
I can offer my patrons any food that they desire.
However, they...

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Self knowledge equated to the encyclopedia
and perceived facts, products of personal reasoning
the efficacy of thoughts should not be questioned
and assumptions simply made real and absolute

Typical of such a thought stamps on convictions that
the banana and...

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Entrusted by the Gods
with the secrets of heavens,
Nikola Tesla, *

like a new Prometheus, **
 
into the deem-lighten world of
phenomena walked
determined to dissipate ignorance's fog
and
let divinity's knowledge of universal
laws shine bright.

Alas,

Man's haze of confusion and doubt
didn't...

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Day and day daze away I dream
I am a futurist i dream Of future things 
Happening.  Pluto schemes and
Pleasantries utopian eloquence 
And such a rush  I think I blink I feel
The zeal! ...

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Dedicate to human rights Mr. Anna Hazare activist that fought for free corrupt Indian society. 
this poem is a result of my disappointment.
Inhabitable lineal consanguinity, paraphernalia under the subordination.
A resourceful visible Bond, to colonize the...

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SPHINX

you silent riddle
of the lion stars
ancient in mystery 
staring at omega
in a terrible patience
stone eyes are fixed
at civilization fractures 
ground down by hubris 
all human history's here
in these stinging sands 

stone maned lion
symbol of king...

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All our stories are true,
for we are the fabulous fables,
of the long dead.

All truth and fiction has been ghost-written
by those formerly gone.

Every new perspective
of an ever-expanding reality,
philosophies of all kinds,
both modern and classical,
art of every...

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The Futurist
I was looking into the magic box of colours 
and saw a kaleidoscope of dreams ready to
be released to those with a vision.
A saw the dream of a farm hand and his 
milk maid...

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OBSERVATION – 2017

Far from Monet’s garden
    with ruptured thought of plain air
the futurist philosophers have tasted
    the poison mushroom
        and rushed to...

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Unpunctuating , 
fear will slice the time, 
and you will be a sitting duck 
in the hands of brutal clock.

Drink, Apollo, 
with round eyes and 
limbless torso. He walks on 
the curves, reciting mantras.

There was...

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