Long Senselessly Poems

I wanted to write
 The best slavery poem   ever written—
Perhaps win a Pulitzer or Faulkner. 

I had every intention of conforming 
To the standards 
Of modern verse and composition, 
Lyrics fluidly written, 
Perfect...

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Something strange

and unexplainable comes this way,
this way, it comes to us sly and fast, 
some say, perhaps, 
it has already arrived, 
it walks unseen, in the midst of all, of us 

we go about our...

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Piles of poetry yet to come falling in the fingers of the readers
Scroll through my lines as much as your heart and mind eagers
Remorse and anguish is what I feed on when I sin senselessly
Did...

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Your drinker's doom
Turned out to be a tranquil tomb
Is there any room
To bring out your brilliant, legitimate bloom?

You linger around my restful haven,
My darksome and lonesome, yet pretty satisfying bedroom
You stared at me vacantly and...

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You're the flame around my heart,
am I still your smile
when we're apart?

As you leave your flame flares up,
but when I look into your face,
I miss your lack of smiling place,
You are my fire!

Where were you...

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Be bold, I tell myself through whispers of driven reinforcement…
Reassuring myself that His might is as high as the mountains
He told me to be not deceived by the wickedness and resentment
Feel me, relief from grief…pouring...

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A young woman fled North Korea into the United States of America.
All in order to attend one of our east coastal university. She told the
700 Club that what they were teaching their students! 

"Was even...

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A Fugitive
Bus Stop Overland Park, Kansas   7:35 PM

A furrowed brow and furtive eyes
that refuse to engage another,
striding quickly through the crowd
and putting people between him
and the police car.
He is hardly the drifter or...

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Hovering over a flashing sign
At the portal to our oil town
Chirped the fluttering sparrow
To the tiny desert flower
That had just offered
Its first golden smile
To the rising sun of spring:

“Eh, ye! What are these guys upto
Erecting...

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REDEMPTION BLUES
I
SLUMBER
I slithered through, I waded through
Its bitter pills I tasted,
I had its bitter feel at the tip of my tongue,
A taste I was never to forget for long.
Moments of tears
Moments of bitterness 
Moments of...

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In the book of prophecies
a great secret
a great conspiracy of the muse
revealed by the suicidal head of the beast of annihalation
someone born by such a name
but what is in a name
that drives himself to madness
cursed...

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"Poetry is thin, with dark eyes and a hollow face that echoes all the time without distinction. The distinction lies in her breasts that are full of beat under her vague dress that changes colours...

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Why did you walk away?
Why did you go astray?
You drifted away like a feather
You can do so much better

You wear a humongous sweater on a hot day
You senselessly wear nothing on a cold day
You need...

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Squalidness—Squabbling squeamishly;
Scrutinizing stigmatized scandalization, substantially scarce
Sprightliness...skeptically surrendering
Shamefully—Scolded sardonically;
Snarling splenetically, severing sensibility, scowlingly simmering
Strenuously...sought survival
Sparring—Sinister sisters;
Seductively swiveling soreness, sarcastically snared, swirling
Storms...sporadically striking
Slowly—Sacrificing stories;
Scorching slanderous subversiveness, suffering suffocation
Senselessly...smoldering serendipity
Sinfully—Silent stranger;
Sneaking skillfully staring
Presumptuously—Pursuing pretentiousness;
Promises protruding pithiness,
Potential problems...penetrating
Frantically—Forsaken fantasizes...

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Each Experience is locked
                               ...

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What knowledge do you have of my home?
Have you taken a walk through the cemetery?
Walking on my tracks, footprints of eternity.
Have you read about the deserts?
Thus roar, thus blow filth,
Have you, met the survivors?
Felt have...

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Oh, where had my sweet love gone that morning
when later that day he’d met his death?
It was early January, cold and dreary
when he left unusually early without a word.
For days I wondered and I wondered
where...

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The rain of shattered dreams drips, like the tears of fallen stars,
Each drop is a sigh of my soul, weeping in the depths of nature,
In the eternal waltz of the raindrops, weaving with the day’s...

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The frigid metal against skin,
	My desperate ending without sin.
I hold it tight, poised over my wrist,
	I want to stop, but the knife insists.
Salty tears running down my cheeks,
	I apply pressure to the end I seek.
I...

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The frigid metal against skin,
	My desperate ending without sin.
I hold it tight, poised over my wrist,
	I want to stop, but the knife insists.
Salty tears running down my cheeks,
	I apply pressure to the end I seek.
I...

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Stop it! Quit being hypocritical about freedom
What type or what kind that you are talking about?
Be serious! Keep on talking about freedom
Until you drive me to boredom
Until I am strong enough to eat a live...

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More'n nine months on...

and still I feel infuriated at myself
concerning squandered funds
passively, senselessly, and willingly
surrendered nest egg
to computer hackers
(imposters, jackknifing, and liquidating)
coercing me to forfeit funds,
whereby yours truly (me) blindsided
thru convincing telephonic dialogue
witnessing unquestioned trust

I...

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Hostages kidnapped: casualties of war

After extorting pound of flesh
lifetime humiliation drummed into captives
hammering indelible nightmare
no amount of therapy can expunge.

Lifetime trauma inflicted perpetrators wage
dead bodies littered makeshift triage
death and destruction
exhibit super fresh killing fields,
where sally...

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It’s been ten days, the Easter Bunny is gone with hardly a trace,
The Missus is inconsolable- an Easter basket-case,
Evidence in plastic bags, some fibers and some fur,
The family suspects foul play, the police, they do...

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Intro: Have you ever considered, moving on?
Have you ever considered, holding on from dusk to dawn?
Consider this – I will be with you day and night
Even in the abyss, I will be your enduring light...

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