Long Oldman Poems

The wrath of God
Was released in that day
He watched his son crucified
And then raised him on that day appointed 
To fulfill what
All the prophets had revealed
For his anger of this wicked world
Was released through his...

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I encountered yesterday in race; but was late;
Her hands full of world undone mandates,
Desires of: good, and evils, of life, and deaths…
All now forlorn, and uncalled past relicts

Sang your song said she; in hurry
Before it...

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A gentle knight chirped and roaming the way of desert at night.
 His dancy browny hair, blue eyes made romantic guy and couraged.
 He lured by lovely song beyond a hill.
 Eagerly, he rushed his...

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To make a new experience,
once I thought to walk down my home,
from Esplanade to Tollygaunge….. 
 
I crossed the Chowrungee
& walked down the foot of the Grand,
I saw an oldman to his daily daydreams',
eyes to...

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my Mother worked 3 jobs after my oldman died.in between evicitions and threats from bill collectors,she raised me.
during this time period my mother drank heavily and chased it with pills of all kind.one day it...

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Streams are running quickly and the snow’s still on the ground
When lightning strikes the mountains and there’s thunder all around.
It’s raining in the foothills and the water’s coming down.
It’s headed for the city, to the...

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when you get old enough,and are like me,you want to solve mysteries.
my oldman being the case,
very violent
never knew consequences for his actions.

his father protected him,spent thousands of dollars in bailing him out of jail
spent even...

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Oh death once had us
Yoked to you in slavery
From our wickedness 
And rejecting the only true God
We built idols of stone and wood
But there was no response
When calling out 
Oh death you once had us
That...

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WAITING FOR DEATH

Daily I strolled, past this old man's house
And there he sat, from dawn to dusk
His mien, tenebrific uncompromisingly
Hunched in his chair, dried to the bone
Cold and crabby, waiting...just waiting

And so I dared ask...

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Once an old man described me about a lad
Who, when he ?rst saw was a six year old child 
Roaming to get some work to make his tummy fed.
Fed up not able to get work,...

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Changing Identities

I was born as a son to my mother and
Grew as brother to my sisters
I gained knowledge as a student and
I moved with my dears as a friend
I rushed behind the money as a...

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Changing Identities

I was born as a son to my mother and
Grew as brother to my sisters
I gained knowledge as a student and
I moved with my dears as a friend
I rushed behind the money as a...

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Ageing retainer
losing hearing
and codependent consciousness
in this silent sacred season
snoring snowy wonder

A winterish hibernating memory,
Dreams of globally peaceful slumber
resolving GoldenRules 
engaging compassionately personal 
political powering plunder
and mortal offending self-righteousness

Getting mine
while I still can

Revisiting now absent win/win...

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