Long Ooze out Poems

Fat is beautiful, thin is beautiful too. Black is beautiful, so is white. Isn't beauty subjective? Aren't we crystallizing 'arbitrary constructs' way too much? And ending up victimizing that stranger, that friend, our very own...

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I was up all night, to pray that, this isn't some sort of payback
Even after letting these years pass, I'm still holding my tears back
Because all these feelings that I have, got me feeling, like...

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This poem was a fire
Ignited within me.
It heaved and it burned
Inside my chest.
It was a heavy burden and it made me
Go mad.

I knew I would not let it get the best of me,
So I decided...

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“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts”. Rachel Carson 


Mother Earth! In love and awe, we salute you!
Though you are just a...

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The meandering Universe or tightly packed with no edges at all
The Universe huge and pulsing enough to give seed to the life forms is packed rock into a ball
The Universe did it know all along...

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"Join hands to sweep clean of all dirt and preserve the pristine beauty of Nature to enhance the quality of living. If not, fear her lashing us black and blue"
-by poet

Nature, you are God’s lovely...

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 I call out your name from hilltops and lofty mounts.
But I get no response, not even an echo return.
Once our laughter pulsated through crannies and crevices
And along seastrands with the sibilance of waves and...

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She was a lamp of light unto me:
The light was a guiding star,
Full of love and affection.
I dwelled in the warmth of the light.
She fed me and I grew with her thoughts,
She sowed the seed...

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War deeply cuts my heart,
I don't know how to comfort

Children are equal to God,
They are Angels on the Sod

God cries when they suffer,
In this matter, he won't differ

Separation from mom and dad
Will make fragile minds...

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Some of us are secretive at first. We hide our poetry’s soul self, 
gently letting her peep out; sometimes regretting it immediately.
Fearful of critiques from people who do not understand that poetry 
is something we...

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I nearly took my life today,
No knife or rope or gun,
Instead, the weapon was the truth,
The bleeding has begun,
It needs to ooze out all my pores,
Before first signs of healing,
And sting from disappointment,
Of a life...

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Revealed

                                  ...

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No blood would ooze out if cut by blade
No flesh below to sink, nothing inside shakes
Bare bones protruding here and there like spikes
Vacant look in the eyes
Yet the body breathes and survives;
Skeleton like children of...

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Cracks of abuse chip away at
the now hollow shell of these adults.
The child...held hostage within...
cries out from their tortured souls.
The tears turn to screams.
" Why me? What have I done to
deserve this life of torment?"
Robbed...

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Food porn

I admire the physique of the flesh coloured meat I am about to deplete.
I slowly undress its transparent outfit its now naked, weak and helpless.
I flop the meat onto the counter and start explore...

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Dear Future Poets:

The best advice I have for you is this:

Read!   Read!  Read!

Read the old Masters and read the new.
They will implant their wisdom in you.

And the insights that you receive 
from...

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So long as you live
Keep yourself joyful
Throw away worry
Carry hope alone

Let little pleasures
Offer you mirth
Calmly celebrate
By feeling hopeful

If you feel gloomy
You are wrong
Use the present
For a happy time

With verve do
Each day's act
Let bliss ooze out
To...

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Cardinal, a bird of all seasons was seen flying
in a cloak of feathers in flaming red 
and a small crest upon his head. 
He looked an enchanting sight, 
in the blue panorama of the sky...

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What do u do when your son is lying before you?
Who's flesh is your flesh. .. 
He lies showing his back to you, he is sleeping,
His bare body tempts u to slit that pointed knife?
U...

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The most honest, virginal, understood truths
Are given to us by the breath of God, or Holy Spirit
Validation comes in the form of peace and joy

When we are following the path He set out for us
Enthusiasm...

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The storm wages on within the dark sky
Dark grey clouds have erupted there within
Rain does spurt downward nailing the soft ground
Damaging that of nature and my skin

It’s hard to see ahead to that old house
With...

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You control my life like a puppet; 
commit arson on my fragile nerves, 
shatter the lanterns of my soul, 
rob the dreams of my mind. 
  
You swim through my bluish veins; 
play with...

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Friday is the day to let out your hair
To unleash your freak, to dance without care
Friday is the day to look forward to five
To unbraid your mind, to increase your “alive”.

Friday is the day to...

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Gloria in Eggshellsis

By Mark Stucky
Will my shell crack open
from external stresses?
Will my soul ooze out to sizzle over fire.

Will my soul simply rot inside my shell,
forgotten and leaving inside
a core of putrid mess?

Will my soul...

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Everyone knows where the key is….
Yes, the key to open the door that separates
vile darkness from ordinary darkness,
when the lights are out. 

No one wants to open the door.
No one is brave enough to open...

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