Long Scathe Poems

Please do not weep for me!

(alternately titled: dost newt expend
precious tears toward pitiful poet!)

Intense passion to read
doth foster divine enlightenment...

Also simultaneously, albeit instantaneously
triggering brutal mind-numbing self awareness
starkly underscoring how existence (mine)
devoid scant trace
positive life enhancing...

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Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
alone with the enduring Earth, and Night.
With fold to fold, of mountain or of cape;
who wrestles with his dream; as some pale shape.
Their sharp black heads against a...

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How do I acquire a place where I can forgive?
How can I stop blaming myself for my mistakes? 
I can't recall the version of "Intrinsic", but it's conflictive,
None can quash them If you can't forgive...

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There was hue...There was dew..
A lot of smiles...& some tears too...
Lot of friends....trusted enemies few...
Known to me was bliss and happiness...
              ...

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As the receding 
nestles of dying
love 
in full bloom,
now 
sadly blown away.

The seasons of 
the massacreing 
tides of Autumn,
the soothing winds
of change,
now gently at bay.

As love's decree
of passion 
resides at chamber,
felt within the door.

To conjure...

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Kindled my soul at the time of my birth.
It feeds my craving for the boundless,
superior joys of desiring to be soulless.
Owing to the breadth-widening death. 

Like it drew the moth to the fire spot,
Your heart will...

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Written: March 28, 2024 For Edward Ibeh Contest
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It is a myth that time cures any wound,
It is merely what people...

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The heavens, 
Of reaching them, have I set my aim
In their essence do I dwell
From their roots do I originate
And in them,
Lies my heart!

Yet, I shall renounce of them
Shall it be
That the whispers of the...

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can we demean a mean word?
can we abrogate its mean intent?
who can voice the "n" word?
you know the one I mean
rhymes bigger but it's Not

some people of a pigment
take great offense at it
while their bro's...

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"Reveries are gifts of moments, even melancholy ones, 
when our hearts were happy."             
         ...

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You believe me to be an altruistic man as I smile with sneering reluctance. 
You may think me gentle as I extend my hand in goodwill, but degraded am I as I wistfully watch my...

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Will Cherry Blossoms Bloom Again?

The wrath of nature shows it face, in cherry-blossom land
Where the Tsunami spewed salt water, and churned up piles of sand
As it wiped out people, like a scathe cutting grass
But this...

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Method to the madness?
I think so,
You play a vindictive game with my mind
Trying to make me weak,
Wanting me to breakdown
I refuse,
I refuse to satisfy your five year old mind
Try to change me
I have news
This is...

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Shedding blood is not a scathe,
Saving people is not a salvage,
Ruining kingdom is not an outrage,
War, as they say – is fine to indulge,
Putting lives to mortgage.

I have seen war – fear in her eyes...

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Every face of horror I have witnessed
and turned in the blood pit of terror
and lay claim from some sanctimonious armchair
a cause
a reason
to despicable end
with such vile capacity
to bullets determined

And by foul and fire this vomit
spattered...

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In the Forest of Dreams,
in the realm of wishful stories,

that are sometimes fable-like,
that we only find logical while asleep,

we walk within a sunlit land 
that sprouts slender chartreuse limbs

erected from kiwi soft hues, 
rooted in...

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DEVIL AMONG US or just MANY FACES


Hebrew described Satan as adversary,
Not a sole individual that you should worry.
But they walk among us.
They talk among us.
Never noticed? I doubt it;
As they drop their despicable bomb among...

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Are you sure you want to be my naughty girl tonight...
are you sure that your lips can handle
the heat of my love head sweet woman,
Take it...Take it all...
feel the depth of my rise for you
as...

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As one looks up to the sky
As comets pass by
The stars are lonely in cosmic abyss
Earth seems like a place of bliss

Moon shines on with its silver blue light
To the eye it is delight
But from...

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Oceanic
sight awful shudder
haunt;
media echoing news;
Poverty sad sad
view....

Begging for some
mercy and food to
eat;
Rags and filth  ~
children on street;
Is this what we
gave?! STOP!

Rain bullets and
bombs clouding the
heavens;
Scathe canopy
'causing fear;
Is this what we
gave?! STOP!

Black and blue polka
dots...

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Swashing waves and swimming fish who don’t cry    
The sun shining her rays on the ocean 
A massive fish stared to the ocean’s sky        ...

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You plunge your fist into the creeping
milieu of the ice cube by your ‘20s daydream.

Does it not hurt? but it does, and you quickly
retreat, surrendering to primal, human instinct.

Your skin is not bland, but sticky...

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The friend who gonna while sheer
          In friendly, airy blast always  . . . 
          The...

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Elimination paraglides out of
the steely blue
as
arcs of rainbow slash the sun,
a split eclipse, in two.
Moonrise shed on matte plates
of black heart universe,
floats
on surface iris sheen,
a dual purpose curse.

Star signs carved with random spray
of palettes splashed...

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Stephanus Marcus Book 1
Canto 3
Verses 6 and 7

"Your father likes Stephanus Marcus most.
Together they now stay at Broughton Place,
with lines prepared to meet Duke Saint Charles's host.
Can knight allow your father know disgrace?
Think I not,...

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