Nero Poems - Poems about Nero

Hail, the doorway keen on the known world ... theme wails attention, time of roses' blooms cower ... usurped magentas, aloof maroons, for the flight of the gossamers ... assume benefits of the whole. Latial premise culture ... tastes upland and coastal regions, a frequency of single-mindedness ... surrendering taught thoughts, as the virginal breed ... practices gifts unerringly. Motherly cling...

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“colore nero” When the colour was sucked out of our breath our worlds waited for 3 ecstatic prophecy Taigi we turned our backs waiting like zombies in long lines we returned home closed ourselves in waited in our cribs for our curtains to call black ball white ball curtains drawn not a peep awake unable to sleep bees wax blessed trying to remember childhood prayers by then in those days...

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American Nero, showering utter disdain — Denigration downpour on pleb citizens begging for pandemic crumbs As the pestilent fire rages around your virally tainted kingdom Ghastly gladly, you keep on fiddling acid text madly Dripping hateful words that burn deep into the bipolar soul of a divided nation An enamel disrobed toga ethos reveal naked desires Sparking flames of cold pathos American Nero, a contemptible paper...

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Nero the god! I had a dream. There I was at the foot of Mount Olympus. Mother was with me as usual. As we reached a cross-roads, Agrippina said: "Come Nero, here we turn left" But I said: "No, mama, 'WE' do not. I'm gonna turn right!" And that's what I did. She shouted after me:...

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They sit in Ivory Towers Looking down as the smoke rises seeing faces full of pain They cannot fathom why They hear the Children cry hunger in their stomachs they have never felt They toss money off the towers hoping they turn into flowers they changed nothing They cannot think how to fix On their fiddles they play wanting to change the world Oh only if those...

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Two people so different can view the poor through different lenses and offer a solution but not the same solution while America decides. One is Robin Hood who would take from some and give to others. The other is Nero who would let more crumbs fall from his table. Donal Mahoney...

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MR NERO We know you-NERO For you are, the people’s hero You have stood in the right station For the sake of your own nation Your life’s a source of sledging boldness What you have you offered in giving Solid our life is-in your holiness’ Your way is a course to living We saw arid in this country But it now flow with milk and...

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When I post a poem And people comment review Include the word clever My heart skips a beat No longer I retreat Into my shell Aside failure dwell For on paper I am Nero The gallant chivalrousness hero Not a meaningless Zero...

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for all the policies that we enact some are waging war today and nothing any one might say- will change the fact in spite of our ingenious brains who analyze and agonize for all the tears a child cries- the fact remains may death be swift,if die we must and to your health i raise a glass and fiddle though it comes to pass- we all...

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for all the policies that we enact some are waging war today and nothing anyone might say will change the fact in spite of our ingenious brains who analyze and agonize for all the tears a child cries- the fact remains may death be swift if die we must! and to your health I raise a glass and fiddle though it comes to pass- we all...

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