Long Ingrains Poems

The Raven and the Bard
-Daniel Henry Rodgers

The Raven's quill drips shades of blackest night,
Its haunting words, a melody of fright.
The Bard's natural lines, like "Evangeline's" fair hair,
Shed history's warm light to chase away all care...

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We are happy to have a good mother,
she's the only one who has taught us
to take a path where stumbling stones are many
and they'll make us wiser learning about life.

We are lucky to have a...

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When the dusk bleeds 
                     epitaph roses,
and the blackbird sings
     ...

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It could deplete you after a lengthy trip and oneness.
And I am yet lingering cruel by contemplating bliss.
You've defied steadily and excelled in thriving.
As you're tiresome, illustrate it muses everything.
Aside from any explicit cure, along...

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Singing our song, let us take all along
Gods pranic force flows through each beings veins
Love and light within, amplifies Ohm gong
Purity of heart, cleansing erst soul stains

Let us break free of delusional chains
Amidst hues of...

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The migrant mind ingrains innate impulsive expression, 
wherein my muse blossoms like the flower of passion. 
The patina exudes the excitement I’ve so long preferred, 
transforming it into transfixed tapestry of weaved words.  

The...

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out of the frying pan, we plunge into the fire
succumbing thus to ego spawned desire
ephemeral objects, our ego aspires

where are we headed, oh hermit
our deluded cravings have no merit
fallen from grace, head and heart split

bewildered...

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My Head has rivers of thoughts through out the day and most of them will flow on 
down my river of thoughts with no impact what so ever sometimes one gets stuck in 
a yeti...

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The panels faded o'er time earlier creativity constrains
Yet the material value of past visions maintains
Canvas now tinted with darker hues; youthful vigor restrains
But each, underlying tone, burnished with yesterday's dreams, remains
Once gilded strokes now meaningless,...

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Thought cessation, with desires to rest lain 
With no ego to size, we vaporise
Inner self shines forth, cleansed of feral stains
Thought cessation, with desires to rest lain
Boundless bliss in renewal, soul ingrains 
Magnetism rise, heart...

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Death - the still air stagnant with his death 
I see the lady, shattered on the floor, no breath. 

Dare I touch her, reach out? I can’t - I do, 
Cold eyes, a blank stare,...

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