Mimicking Poems - Poems about Mimicking

... They treated me for bipolar disorder. I wanted you to know. Though we still think it was the phentermine and the weed mimicking a disease— it hasn’t happened again. Hard to believe it’s be......

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...I’ve been a chameleon my whole life— Blending, shifting, changing with the tide. I have worn a thousand faces, each not quite my own, Shifting like shadows, wherever I was thrown. But in the si......

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...Here rests the realm of the thorn-tongued truth ~ a mortal mirage of doomed pentacles, where forks and kettles speak the language of witchery, the dialects of the diabolical, listening as ......

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...A fixture of grief, anchored where memory splits. The quest unfolds in fog— no path, just pulses of unease mimicking direction. Every thought incurs penalty. Fear taxes breath. Dread rewrite......

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...the ghost of science, born of blasphemy ~ a fossilized fallacy, seized from the metallic heart of Mars, seeks light amidst night-terrors like an alien sculpted from artificial accolades, an......

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...Trust ~ a mourning sparrow f o r s a k e n in the russet rush of monstrous myths, clouding the cashmere cusp of dawn’s delicate arms~ of love’s liquefied thorn. While I trace the wrinkled ra......

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...I heard echoes of scurrilous snarls, from my conscience as it spoke contemptible remarks aimed at me. What shame those words delivered. "Fatuous one, why does your hand quiver, mimicking the ......

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...S t r e n g t h ~ a somersaulting sigil you wear in stillness, when the gold of ascending dawn kisses the skin of sleeping sand, when the skylark softly serenades serenity for the unseen, ......

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...The sun homes scars and flames of dusk, drizzling a rain of illusion, and you, the muse of angst~ tracing the cold rush of desires, to sear my tongue, to un......

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...thorn bug looks like thorn her camouflage is perfect mimicking nature......

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...Zenith ~ a fatal lie written in forged gold, but to read the bruised ballads I’ve bled upon the palette of pixelated peridots in ominous silence, must I speak the romanticized rhymes of funeral......

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...40 Days by Robert Joseph Martines Sin is inside. And inside… isn’t what it used to be. I used to keep a fig leaf at the ready. But one day, I ran out. And nothing changed. Weird. Bina......

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... In the mist of the journey’s penultimate mile at the edge of the ordained pasture of future obscure, the sunset swansong resonates in the twilight hour for the forlorn wanderer silhouetted sha......

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...Old Man Winter now flagging, and slip sliding along... as his stronghold diminishes. Signals, triggers, and ushers kickstarting debut of demure "Flora" who slowly but surely attempts to revea......

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...Under the dark sky of 2025, where the Genetic Basin pulses like an overloaded server beneath the shadows of a Sulimi, my thoughts flow like a faulty algorithm through 6G networks, whistling beneat......

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