Mired Poems - Poems about Mired

...Philosophical Rhymthmic Duality Imminent calamity collides with structured debate Virulent profanity confides with punctured ingrates An insolent generation of insanity resides with a debunked......

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... The world is bleeding; anyone can see. Red with blood it is indeed. Oh, when from pain will we all be free? A sickness infects the bourgeoisie while we suffer from callous leaders’ greed.......

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...The beast must have rest—it's a horse If not your quest's over—of course These trips had required Getting tired and mired Cars from this hard work—us divorce......

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...burried and cured in sod's wallowing gallow ground as tender flower of wonder reading worlds into the hands mired in swallows and clawed she began trunks of brooches for her second son to flee ......

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...When they ask me, "What is your deepest fear?" I open my mouth, but the words remain trapped, Never spoken, my silence keeps them wrapped. How do I say my fear is not a possibility, But my presen......

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...It takes this version of you awhile for Me to consider, as an illusion your so Consistent i can lean on the Imaginary love i create to spend time Being out of love, walking a path i Can’t share......

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...Is it my grief? That i behold? That i knoweth ongoing sorrow Waterless doves? None other, a city? Just? As a city dweller? Dwelling, in mired filth? Unconquered mime, play! At once! Be tainti......

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...Over the holidays, I was watching Lisa’s sister little Leeza, she’s 14. She has a rebellious fashion sense and a joyful innocence. She’s still fearless too, and on-God, I hope she never loses that.......

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...If age is a constant then daydreams and nightmares will cease to exist when the best of life is achieved as maturity stabilizes at a level of immaturity favors the innocence in confidence-mired i......

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...A scarlet daydreamer marbled in blue velvet marooned in confidence mired in yucky mucky chucks Twas a heist at gunpoint to honor those petted I have brained the threshold and my mind turned to ......

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...Nietzsche declared that God is dead Since thoughts of Him man’s heart has fled. If it is true that God is dead Let hearts of men be filled with dread. Once God had died the race was on among t......

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...There’s nothing better than a warm winter fire Burning in the hearth at home, With a cup of coffee and a book to read Stirring one’s mind to roam. To a realm of virtual reality Where ideas ......

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...A blessed soul has won a role, The Prince of Peace, Of noble birth, a novice born a blue-blood, Pontificate average those brevities, Stemmed full of thorns wrangled beneath his rosebud. Won The......

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... C.P. # 35 ====== I'll follow if You lead, ......

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...The chancy countdown clock of my mortality is ticking toward some unknown preset alarm. I’m aware of every taciturn tick tock in unrecoverable moments spent waiting for something to happen… and ......

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