Long Impairs Poems

My love, Josefin Slab
My first thought the time I wake up
My inspiration in moments I create art
My joy when we chat and laugh together
My strength when I'm on job
The last person I contact before my...

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This world of atrocious avarice
Marches on in a proud grimace
Corruption and calamity twist and turn in their stomachs, yet peace will conquer nonetheless
Consumption of the blasphemous people shout out their voices of vain pridefulness

Deception deceives...

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The urge 

For we been equipped fellow citizens of 
Motherland, Africa she sang of, Poetic is 
It justice? just ice frosting dreams, hopes
Parliament a breeding citadel of perverse 
Codes that terms us labourers in our...

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And her voice is the tingle of upbeat blues, 
the winsome rap amid my heavy footsteps, past 2 am...
She holds my hand as I’d never wake up 
after twilight, drinking to the end of a...

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Does complaining helps, I don't know; but they say
yes it helps, keeps one away from taking action;
It gives excuses to procrastinate, stay
away from achieving goals as reaction;
Complain helps too much not to try to find...

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It is perhaps the hurried way I walk,
May be the manner in which I talk,
Or is it the subtle perfume I wear,
That tells a Gynaecologist is near! 

When I park my car, head up stairs,
I...

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Inadequacy inevitably impairs my marvelous mindset
I pray, wish and hope for God’s word with no regret
I am in need of His abundant grace in my sorrowful mind
Turn my grief into relief and gladness that won’t...

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Now your in front of me scared to death.
Waiting for what words will come out of my breath.
I softly whisper, I destroyed our way. 
I never thought life would feel like this, but something always...

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Verse 1
My anger is sulking and silent
as your harm ruminates
heightening by your sharp intent
the fruit by which concentrates

it hurt me that you try to hurt me
and your forward seeds more than your book
my perception reads...

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They said that love was for creepers.

People who spend too much on booze
and praise saxophone blues. 
Bodies aching for a warm touch-
waltzing alone in a room filled with people.

And love impairs your senses
makes you see...

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Resignation


R ejecting meaningful dialogue renders accedance                 Refuse Resignation

E xpunges active participation results in      ...

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She's caught in the black rain, emotions are swimming in darkness, as the
 acid rain impairs her vision; within the depth her soul she's unable to find goodness.

The falling black rain has her mind in...

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Tempered by an unravelling thread in a tapestry that satisfies my wish to ponder how everything fits together whilst observing how holes in fabric mimic what is behind my eyes - stepping into an inspection...

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Crimson river, tide so wide, mucilage aged in thee
Blessed be the one to pray against the raging sea
Pusillanimous feelings, no honor, resting in an ossified wind
Redemption begets the soil destined for sin

Back away, crush the...

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Most of the class is gone
Swimming with the year 7s
The teachers I hate are gone too
So I get peace of mind

My classmates are cruel
I'm a pawn on their chess set
But they're gone...
So I get peace...

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Always felt in my heart, we were in ...........Love
Tried my best to express, but got..............delayed
Wonder, if any chance there......................is
To express my feelings now, for you my......love
I brazenly agree, my love for you, I...........denied

Guilty, I am...

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Sewing machine, long idle, gathered dust,
as it mended all patches between knits-
I need not be the tailor that seeks repair, 
yet the non-stitching woman who splits.

All things are torn with ease and destruction,
there’s damage found...

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by Elena Volden on Tuesday, August 31, 2010 at 5:22pm

i dont know why things change..

or they die.

my eyes are like silver, dulled throughout time..

and my heart feels like glass

that just won't break.

all this weight

is nothing.

i...

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And Mother shifts her face against cerulean breeze, 
tasting the lethargy among insolent gusts
while she heaves quietly of the moment,
renewing her  senses
through a warm elixir for lonely thoughts,
delicately cleansing snarled reflections
and disheveled pauses... 
faint...

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Not everyone’s prolific;
Being so might be a curse.
To some, it’s quite terrific
But to others, the reverse.

For those who mass produce their wares
Perhaps are just obsessed;
And holding back a bit impairs
Their mojo, so they’re stressed.

A poet...

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Pain ~   ~   ~  pain
Invisible swimmer within blood and vein
Barbaric and callous
Dwells within corpuscles
Intrinsic and inescapable
Source of pool of tears
A lunatic clown that impairs muscles
Schizophrenic display when he batters bones
Free...

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Ease out of life's sorrow, broken, battled one;
let tears wash, assuage; the hurt is done.
Breathe deeply a higher air
perched on Heaven's stair
free of pain,
fair
soul; no stain
such wonder impairs.
Step out on unclouded air!
Your illness over, victory...

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She walks nimbly, like the mist
that mellows the tender night,
climbing the stairs with her
heavenly grace.
Half moon softly brightens her pale face,
a gentle breeze impairs her long hair.
A vagabond at peace under the bridge
hears her footsteps,...

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