Long Sieved Poems

I killed my friend,
I never wanted,
Do not see me cruel,
I did it for love.
We both ran naked
Under this influential shower.
No one uncoupled his lips
Against this faint madness,
We were indebted,
Either had to earn the prize.


It was...

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Enter the Everest that devastates,
he never ever rests and he demonstrates,
how the greatness activates traits
that forever feed hate,
into enemies with envious jealousy
and sad little nul and void abilities.

It's a given that even if you sail...

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We turned to each other when we heard on the news
Our daughters place of work, enduring mother nature's bruise
She worked on an island now swamped with wrath
To her we now travel to retrace her last...

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where narcissistic assumptions are presumed
to be a priori and default perfect
in so far as we estimate ourselves
in the slightest vaguest
single point mirror ghost called I
this is the grand knock me down delusion
when we are a...

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...Then working with the government,
who always liked more western cash,
they set up an agreement that
they hoped could contain this backlash.

Two scientists could see the arc,
and work to verify its age,
one from Harvard, and one Cambridge,
and...

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I have come to the point of decision
And I have decided in favour of love

Wisdom is not solely measured by experience
But more by capacity for it
I have glimpsed deep into history
I have sieved through its...

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Crucibles of tattered thorns intrests silenece of feverish scorns. Watered down rivers of loosely washed words woven which wander for weakening tranquility. Cascading into the pantheon of precipitating poet promises never finding grounds of solidity....

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She threw an understatement where my thoughts lingered 
Words hiding beneath the shadow of reason, 
Triggered 
Thoughts sinking in portrayed reality 
Silently in a raging mind 
As she sips drunk from the bottle of poetry...

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In the safe refuge of lyrical poetry, I cocooned.
My broken shards fell on a tear-stained screen.
I am the one who steers my own route attuned.
With every brushstroke, many specks are seen.

My broken shards fell on...

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Ale and horses

There was only one brewery in our hometown covering the whole district on flat-bed wagons with 50 horses
to get work as a driver was a sought-after occupation
when crates had been delivered at one...

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Can it be oh so serious, or humerous to be believed
When one life's turns it's oblique corner, when life can so deceive

It's when you've looked through childrens eyes, what would you honestly see
If you could...

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  (  It seems the only thing eternal life has left me is eternal tears. 
For my lost son Christopher; named after the god who suffers. )



      ...

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Remain receptive and objective
Though environment spins crazy
Twisting and insisting subjective
Attempting to drive away Daisy 

To coerce you to surrender
To wills and seals bent
On nurturing and culturing agenda
You feel reel Hell sent

Messages within passages manipulated
Slanted, blunted,...

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The word is most commonly used,
Mental agony and headaches with which it is diffused.

Starting from small kids to the old and aged,
Everyone complains of this as the root of unhappiness,
God knows eventually infants will possess...

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This was the year for an abundance of plums,
the fruitlets spared by the absence of frost.
  The tree was leaning, the branches drooping
  with a curtain of fruit downward plunging.
Such was the challenge...

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Over the length of time in search for perfection,
a crucial thing remains as the core of my travails;
hardly a fulfillment, a negation to aim this goal,
for it’s impossible and never gets to fruition.

Attempts have always...

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The mud lay there quite unnoticed and unconcerned,
Till the day a wandering crafting potter came by and settled,
He dug out the mud, shook it and sieved it for use,
Soon it was gelled with humidity into...

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THE WISEST CHOICE


The shadow of my face on the yellow-painted wall
Masked my agony brewing in like a burning ball

The reflection of my face in the silvery mirror
Displayed in detail traces of every pain and tear

My...

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I know I'm outnumbered
I know I'm not wrong 
it's lightning before thunder 
lies go speeding on 
the truth will take longer
when lies live strong 

I felt a pain I couldn't explain 
I could to begin...

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What is the purpose of poetry,
and therefore the meaning of the poet?
Beautiful style?
Aesthetic merit?
Artistic elegance or the beauty of its truth?
Is poetic purpose the meaning of its language
or the art of linguistic choices?

Of course it...

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Questions about the human soul have 
mystified mankind from time immemorial

Is the soul of the faithful dead like Christian 
in "The Pilgrim's Progress," making the perilous 
journey from the "City of Destruction"
--our world--to the "Celestial...

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I recall driving past the place I used to live; 
        it triggered a flood of old memories.
        Oh, I just...

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Pain’s shaped effects pass thru joy’s sieved prep
          to map my spirits journey of primary urge to me.
With confidence of honest feel comes the promise
 ...

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Subconsciously I'm alive in this skeletal frame
Why I am here belongs to this living worlds fame

I was but a child, when it all happened years ago
At the place called the Ness, that stemmed my younger...

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There, thrust to
high Heaven
my ever trusted foe
whose flashes flames
of fine froth
lured me within his
caste raps.
There, lies my
intent torment;
A galaxy of my
inventor
Deadly duel
reminiscence.

Falsehood keg me in
Bars,
spade off, from
sprayed spittle.
Like a barren
scarecrow.
Stood scar of the
underworld,
A trait, from
trusted...

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