Long Young blood Poems

Their mere weapon was their forbidden courage, hands barren with  no armaments, no ammunitions, marching towards the proud valley of death, dedication born from their sempiternal dreams of a free land. 

Their bare weapon...

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Lyrics Cliché Image - Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Silent One


Lyrics to "The Sound Of Silence"

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision...

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MOTHER’S DAY

My Mom mother of Mom, born a baby boy it was me.
All the hope and dreams of my mother is me.
So huge to measure, but if I was not to be born,
My Mom should...

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Watching toilet bowl lv highlight of snowy February 7th, 2021

Above title attests how mine mundane mein kampf
flush with adventure overflowing excitement.

Apt aforementioned accurate personal description
culmination of decades worth hesitation and trepidation.

Ever since garden variety generic...

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The lady In Red

She missed out on the green silk dress; it was sold before she did buy
But when the red dress came to the store she did not let this one pass her by
The...

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I picture Kashmir through lightened KL. News of another massacre darkens my eyes
Winds are thirsty there. They continue to taste the young blood.
I groom myself with exquisite things,
Sipping ice tea in ac room, I comfort...

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I slash with my sword and I push with my shoulder. Every muscle and every tendon is screaming in agony. I can feel every pressure when my blade makes contact. I’m grunting with passion as...

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You can see him now, dirty as a horse
that slipped in the mud, planting petunias
with that infamous shamrock thumb

(Irish from his Pop      Appendage from his Mum)

stopping every now - and...

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An old cow Bholi and it's cub were  running
Hard to save their lives from the flogging 
A young boy having stick with lather laced 
Was chasing them, showering flogs with mighty hand.

Bhola:
Mom, why we...

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A canticle I think I'll be, 
A rimed thought, hoary and ancient, 
Stinking as the dust heaped up empyreal on the hills of 
The Judean sands;
And as dulled and dimmed as an archaic coin tarnish'd.
This...

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Young and naive , 
Submerged underneath the melancholy ;
Amid the chat and giggles .
We laugh and cry ;
Through the misconception and dispositions ,
For tides of life aren’t meant to last but to strengthen our soul...

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Mirabella had a big garden of pretty Azaleas
and towards moon she started a tap dance,
showing her ballerina dress made by Chris;
young boys came around and stole a glance!

What was the secret that made
her so glamorous...

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Of cotton candy and candy apple’s crunch
I remember the circus tent and dusk
The smells of donkeys and elephant dung
And heady smells of smoke that hung
In the air almost suspended 
Up in the air trapezists flew
Catch...

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> holy godless troubadour 
> 
> saint of beauty's truth 
> 
> cigarettes and shades 
> 
> acoustic electric real 
> 
> all despite himself 
> 
> wisps words notes for us 
> 
> tries...

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Bob Dylan's french kiss
mixed with plastic soda
and beans.
Drinking solid newspaper
jeans young girl wants
to be inside the scream.

Fade to color
the scene
turns black.
Attack of the bees
honey singing to
the cows.
I want to be your
makeup girl we can
sing until...

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In a city, today at 11:am in a nearby town,
An elementary student took his own life down.

In sorrow and anger I do murmur and walk.
Children do not die of Covid, such b.s. talk.

The Unions just...

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Hey!! wake up!!  
you don't wanna miss this!!
The soft voice that woke him, 
he didn't know.
Opening his eyes 
and seeing two grim faces.
Along with one that was 
angry and beautiful.
And the startling fact 
the...

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To the forgotten soul that have ever lived
For their families they have lost, a new nation conceived
For their ashes scattered, one blood they bleed

Blessed by their stories told and memories grieved
Loved for their battles lost...

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THE YOUNG STAR
The cold blood of the young star,
As the young blood of the young star,
Very precious to gain,
The two path or of the way of life,
As one In truth and another in temptation,
If the...

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ECHOES OF TIME
I'm sorry if you have too much confidence in me for real ,I'm sorry.
After all ,what do I know about life and living?
I know nothing about the cosmic elements or about changes in...

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Wagons in a circle,
Campfires are blazing,
The night is so peaceful,
Tango music playing.

Gypsy Queen,
Oh passionate one,
Waiting for you to sing,
Or to dance us a lesson.

Children listening, 
And paying close attention,
There is no squirming,
But total concentration 

Thoughts...

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He could take what most found, in the time of that
 Particular incumbent fashion, to be lacking in any 
  Pleasing or greatly passionate way,
And, after immersing it into low, blue flame,
 Repeatedly beat...

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Sensual day on the life trip she searches

The walk through broken glass accentuates the rare pleasure of disappointment

She checks the mirror for past reflective glories

Empty cradle tells no lies

Search for man like the rarest fruit

Search...

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Love will get you killed young blood 
I didn't have the bread I wish you would have waited 
I guess it's okay you were a bird anyway 

I gave you my last and you wanted...

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Outside in the garden an acrylic blue dragonfly takes my breath away,  
she is pinned on treated wood, a reminder of my mother's skillful hands

Many a morning I played with my tea set on...

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