Miasma Poems - Poems about Miasma

A student battling with Asthma And vaporous Miasma Wouldn't he pack up Charisma? Soon, confront the sure dilemma Of suspending his Diploma Or sniffing Hard Work's aroma... Espy I do Anathema, Its picture clearest cinema: A man from a great deal barred And a future that might be marred... Worse than malfunctional plasma Bad Asthma plus Bad Miasma!...

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market sell-off mass outflows hit every asset all indices in the red we have to navigate the next few months Fed insistent on 2% target these currency moves are pretty significant the macro factor is the Fed indiscriminate selling the bubble is deflating a recession is/is not imminent rotation away from goods and toward services 50 bps on table time is of the essence logistics winners and losers keep the...

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Lingering thick fog drapes rainy dawn with its alabaster blanket; bright rays of sun yet shines through. Date posted: 07/31/2021...

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humanity ebbing restless,flowing as the tide selecting morals,claiming ethics do not matter such self-love catches us out and cannot be contained; overflows and spreads out beyond the atoll. Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007...

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I see the space between Earth and Heaven Maya and Brahman As bubble film I will metastasize through it And become light I am in an anteroom with God, He says Oh the things that man could do with an orchestra As much as you can hear the music In this life you can never fully attend to it Always some distraction; cicadas or a...

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The world is a paradise, a magnificent melange of desert and forest, ocean and mountain, of birds in flight amid cotton clouds and symphonies of flowers carpeting God's green earth. But we are the Outsiders, WE are the conflicted species, never happy for long, never done. So we war with ourselves-- then... we war with the other. We deny we wear the same coat,...

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Inter laced with love, on the margins,each life a gift from God,deserving of respect yet humanity ebbing restless,flowing as the tide selecting morals,claiming ethics do not matter such self-love catches us out and cannot be contained; overflows and spreads out beyond the atoll....

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re-post inspired by a SO contest word MIASMA Inter laced with love, on the margins,each life a gift from God,deserving of respect yet humanity ebbing restless,flowing as the tide selecting morals,claiming ethics do not matter such self-love catches us out and cannot be contained; overflows and spreads out beyond the atoll....

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Meet moments meek where wisdom whirls, Yes start the flow of ample more. Move what you seek in mystic swirl, Etch thought that grows grand subtle store; Now heed the cause with words that etch, Think upon ways to master deep; Aim for the course that frames bold stretch, Live happy stay in healthy sleep. Myriad the reach of joy and cheer, Instruct the...

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Messy molten melt Blazing burning belt Miasma moving much Fiery flaming fudge Hurling hissing hot Sudden sweeping shots Deadly debris dance Crusty crumbling chance Leon Enriquez 07 September 2015 Singapore...

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Miasma Ripening by Odin Roark The chaff of greed Feeds the consumer-compost, While urban disquietude Marches in lockstep. Decomposition rages… Choked roads of sunbaked gridlock, Spider web into house upon house, Creating cubic-waste upon cubic-waste, Richer, Poorer, Fancier, Shittier. Drive by Reality… Poor eye the rich, Rich eye endless wants, Avarice-bloated ticks of debt Cruise side...

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i've taken up drinking. talking to a wall. a wall of confusions. delusions. agitations. in depth analyzation. sadness. the word of the day of blight. smite? a worldly glorious delight. she sits in one spot gladly staring into a face a face a face a face a face. the face with eyes. with mouth. with mystery with with depth long gone. wonders what it is like? why not? why so? why anyway? ever? why. because! because! the face replies showing her dismay and assemblage she thought she had, but inferiority takes over like a raging baboon over...

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The miasma of Understanding Been raining and the pale nature is green again like a new spring, but it is a fake spring, in end of November winter will pale all living plants in submission. There is o point sending poetry to anyone, till February, when my almond tree blossoms and strews petals about in...

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“How Long Will This Cryptic Miasma Endure ?” Till the waking the undisguised and undisclosed truth will remain the prisoner of our ineptitude Till eyes have seen the reason for tears till lips have tasted the motive for smiles till we grasp the meaning the secrets of living not until then my dear Till we wake and the new light will not shake...

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Inter laced with love, on the margins,each life a gift from God,deserving of respect yet humanity ebbing restless,flowing as the tide selecting morals,claiming ethics do not matter such self-love catches us out and cannot be contained; overflows and spreads out beyond the atoll....

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