Long Struggler Poems

When I was a ginger eight
my many cousins and I liked to play
King On The Mountain,
or at least the older and stronger
enjoyed being on top of a grassy mound
as lesser beings formed military alliances
further magnifying...

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Jacaranda Moon

He had always been a wannabe hippie at heart
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Heard your shriven whine from the mountain,
Here is me, just coming so close to you;
Thirsty stone in water fall stream to go on and on;
Bloody flower on shoot serves sweet fragrance,
You don’t know me!
Me the...

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clad in rags, he wanders on Wall Street
   he is invisible to hustling stock brokers
       he is a man with no money, no property
   ...

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clad in rags, he wanders on Wall Street
   he is invisible to hustling stock brokers
       he is a man with no money, no property
   ...

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When Cries and quite prayers fills the air
As things go wrong, as they usually do
When life starts to hurt as seconds fly away
And the Paths you plodding seems all-uphill
When Love is lost and hate is...

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It was the worst division of life,
I was afraid and feeling lonely.
No one seemed to be friendly,
Even, I was entirely different from others.

I asked what the negative factor was,
Why I was a big jerk for...

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I'm sober but in a intoxicated way, 
when I walk, I mumble to myself 
delicately.
The words are like poison. 
The acid melts away the compliment 
to the barest bones. 
I grind them 
to make soup.
The...

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My eyes flatter then open to thee fullness, another day to struggler through.
Now to focus my eyes with all my effectiveness to drive the wander of the baneful 
day
 
I struggle to my shower for...

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when care is pressing you down a bit,
rest, if you must-but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
as every one of us sometimes learns,
and many a failure turns abut,
when we might have...

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Our deep exposure of feeling to others;
Sometimes or most of the times cost us a heart break.
The more we tell others about our dreams or passion.
People mostly feel laugh inside but show us support outside.
Some...

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Let me tell you what I’ve found, my brother.
The nice guy is the one that’s the struggler,
because the ones who are not, take it for weakness,
and slyly, cowardly, go in for the jugular.

Please spare yourself...

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A new morning, new fight
chasing after to hold it tight
capture and enclose in fist
dreams I followed  whole night

silent lips ready to talk 
when it ends after all
no scope but still some hope
success is not...

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SANDS      OF      TIME
 
My child the struggler-
Half-buried, sand-holer
From fractious family.
Each christmas hollowly
 
Joyless in the cold
Tracks  in the snow,
A pointless journey
A useless straggler
 
My...

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