Long Signifies Poems

~  How Can I Not Love You? ~ 
( Free Verse ) 
 


~O~



Even before 
I met you the way I do now 
I always 
knew about You, perhaps not 
in the sense and...

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Let’s talk about it.
The projected disrespected was selected! Yes selected, not by man, but by God.
144, yes, that’s the number it took for Shedeur Sanders to be drafted.

Let’s talk about these NFL owners from the...

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Stuck in place…
Free in space…
you’re insane 
I’m as sweet as sugar cane…
Whatever happened to your unique personality?
Whatever happened to your sanity? 
Has it transformed to insanity?
I like the way you make me feel
Oh, you don’t...

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“The Juniper Prize: Between the Known and the Unknown”

That man built a house 
of straw and sticks
and the stories that burned within -

all consuming the titled prize;

like a bird 
sings a song
the metre repeats and...

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Santa Claus, we’ve been out of touch 
and I don’t ask for very much 
but I have needs, and I’m in Dutch

I want to see the light of day
oh, and can you give me a...

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~ How Can I Not Love You? ~
(Free  Flow )


Even before
I met you the way I do now
I always
knew about you, perhaps not
in the sense and the
right way that I am
so lucky to do...

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 ~How Can I Not Love You?~
 (Free Verse)


 Even before
 I met you the way I do now
 I always
 knew about You, perhaps not
 in the sense and the
 right way that I...

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~How Can I Not Love You?~
 (Free Verse)


 Even before
 I met you the way I do now
 I always
 knew about You, perhaps not
 in the sense and the
 right way that I am
...

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NN:
"Gemini, in light of the following assessment of Percy Bysshe's Shelley verbal and/or literary IQ and level of poetic intelligence and giftedness by you (from another conversation), how much higher than 175 IQ is my...

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what i know

i know you know that i know your shadow
that i travel with it in the light day
i imagine and know the imagery shadow
that directs you in the dark side.

i know the shadow of...

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The lady with red dreadlocks Toni Townsend 
Johnson henry she was one rasta Andrews female 
drug dealer from the devils triangle in Tampa outside 
USF where I received mental health treatment for 
my severe anxiety...

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"Love My Way"

Ghosts read the walls like braille in this place
it’s a macabre dance with the past and the petulant future
it romances them away from the let-it-be moments
on repeat heavenly tortured in the evermore never-give-up

they...

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The unrealistic acts we put on to manipulate one another, living and sleeping with active minds. The act of evil smelling over the surrounding, guilt brightly sparkling on our visages without pardon we step on...

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Before I knew how to spell blue,
When my best dreams were filled with chocolate,
Before I knew that she would be the glue,
That attached my hopes and dreams to reality,
The cement that helped me believe…
Forever is...

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Start

On the sixth day of the waxing moon
In the sixth month*, there is a boon
Mother Durga comes to her father’s home
On top of the Himalayan dome  
   
She is the epitome of...

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which prime mate affectionately called buttock blaster
alimentary explosion ofttimes causes global disaster
upon such gaseous debacle run for your life ever faster!

Yours truly (humorously dry husband)
can definitively attest,
she (thee missus) nixed, ordained,
inured, espoused blessed
discrete frolicsome liaisons...

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I was walking through a wood, trees to the right-hand side of me on a slope -
upwards; rocks to the left-hand side of me, sloping down towards a lake.  As I 
walked along, I...

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With faith's venture, I always go back, never being weary
to the most significant occurrence in history:
a gruesome event, yet divinely sublime under sovereign territory...
the crucifixion of my Saviour and Lord Jesus Christ to fight hell's...

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I dreamt of the day that I could see colors.
To grasp the sublimity of color schemes, 
To teleport into the colors of dreams
Oh, how colorful and meaningful life that would be!
 
In this plain old...

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As our Lord was resurrected 
He left behind symbols of the torture to which He was subjected 
To remind us of his sacrifice 
With the belief that they will suffice 
What symbols are these you...

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Most of us will need SWTOR Credits to take pleasure from the sport, and also there are several approaches to help make SWTOR Credits inside video game. The following I am going to discuss an...

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Hello, my lovely PS family...Here after a long break...i am here with another poem to you guys....
This poem is actually a translation of a hindi poem (From India)
This poem signifies the power a woman and...

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The poem "VANTABLACK" exhibits a profound exploration of emotions and existential themes. As a poet, one would appreciate the nuanced use of language and the depth of introspection conveyed through the verses.

The title, "VANTABLACK," immediately...

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“Hear, O Israel: the Lord your God is one Lord!”
This is what was spoken by the true and only majestic one.
To a people whom He had hand chosen,
And all He wanted in return was a...

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If I was to take a word, say focus,
Stand it on its head,
And ask with growing sense of dread,
Why my friend did you just now,
Fly upon this particular 
Moment’s verbal locus?
Torture I might answer, like...

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