Longer Poems - Poems about Longer

I no longer need you to do all I had liked to do with you, I no longer need you 'cause now I have a better point of view, I no longer need you in ways I thought I needed you. ...

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We can no longer continue as we are, souls weary from nerves, creatures grinding their lives in worries, fearing death because they have never truly lived. We have lost ourselves in the maps of days, searching for treasures that do not shine under the sun, and we have forgotten how to sip from the morning as from a...

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Forced to give up everything when you died I was no longer welcome at home Barely ate, not a penny set aside Forced to give up everything when you died Had to leave all my belongings behind Nowhere to go, from motel to shelter I roamed Forced to give up everything when you died I was no longer welcome at home...

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There have been times while watching life from the different places I have stood… that I have seen injustices….and have not acted as I should. Times I knew something wasn’t right but still I stood by silently Times when I did nothing because those injustices were not done to me. Times when my silence was complicit…although I never could...

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There have been times while watching life from the different places I have stood… that I have seen injustices….and have not acted as I should. Times I knew something wasn’t right but still I stood by silently Times when I did nothing because those injustices were not done to me. Times when my silence was complicit…although I never could...

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There have been times while watching life from the different places I have stood… that I have seen injustices….and have not acted as I should. Times I knew something wasn’t right but still I stood by silently Times when I did nothing because those injustices were not done to me. Times when my silence was complicit…although I never could...

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This Dame no longer believes in luck even my existence doesn’t make it real I’m the spitting image of prosperity still she doesn’t believe.. not at all sitting here wishing for another time another day another melancholy face what turned your brandy bitter what turned all those dreams sober eyes that would always roll the dice that inner light has become...

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If your heart has become a wild creature that no longer recognizes the cage of your ribs, If it crashes against your chest like an animal caught in the trap of unbridled desire, If it howls at the moon of silence, begging for a drop of mercy in the eternal night, Then lend me your heart, to shelter...

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the crumbling stardust ...

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THE GANGSTER DISCIPLES ARE NO LONGER UNDER MR. LARRY HOOVER THE NEW LEADERS ARE CONTROLLING THE GANGSTER DISCIPLES FROM A LESSER GOD JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY CATRINA BELL MIKISSICK TAYCHEEDAH WOMANS PRISON MY STALKER CORRUPT OFFICERS NIECE QUEEN PIN OF WISCONSIN HIGH RANKING FEMALE QUEEN PIN GANGSTER DISCIPLE FEMALE LEADER CONTROLLING THE GANGSTER DISCIPLES ON...

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No longer seen nor heard No visits nor calls Not involved or included Feeling insignificant and small Out of sight , out of mind….invisible Treated as such Past your expiry date No longer required…..out of touch Do not let others ignorance define you You do not need them to feel complete or whole Always remember YOUR value and worth Live your life for YOU...

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Cursed by the malice of narrow minds, Or perhaps ensnared by deceitful designs, Its azure waves no longer crash the shore— The White Zhaiyk* no longer overflows as before. Inmate are the waves that once struck the shore, Now bearing the weight of human error’s more. Choked within, its mighty soul suppressed, The Zhaiyk* departs, unbidden, unconfessed. Hiding its sorrow, resilient and strong, The...

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It's true things are hard to unfix Nature's playing games and dirty tricks Instead of games Gonna fan the flames Until winter and spring intermix ...

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You and I are God-made male mortals Mortals with two ordinary legs Legs I use to jump, move, run and walk Walk on my unique way Way that satisfies me sentimentally Sentimentally to duck destruction and death Death, self-destruction and annihilation of homes Homes destroyed by that men’s uncontrolled limb Limb naturally productive but artificially destructive God created one man with two legs...

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{“You can’t fight for what’s left in you, You cannot fight against the waging war that disrupts within you. You can’t be against it, it was fulfilled with nature, the nature of you with every implementation of your flesh being ripped off from the soils of the ground as you were sculpted by the Creator,...

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