Occupying Poems - Poems about Occupying

...A generation to ask why, Peaked and taught the world nothing but themselves, not even to be. Occupying nothing but digital spaces offered prior persons and parentage. From here where are we to......

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...Continuous cathartic resonance of black bashful veil, imposing the darkest recess and its tangled tantrums amassed, phases exist without problematic manifest intrusion illusory but for a while, th......

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...left until after dark no friend would sit in those hours so, tell me, what am I a thousand excuses will explain as your actions and words become a hurrica......

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...standing at the door like a dog waiting for a pat or maybe a hit. either would do. you give me that “thanks for participating” smile, like i just auditioned to be forgotten pol......

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...A moon hanging low amidst the glitter of stars, my heart's aflutter with dire anticipation. Together we cast golden coins in a fountain, the darkness of the night oozing with mystery. My heart'......

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...I am simply trying to stay afloat In an otherwise sinking land An escape between past and future An island of pain Treaded up Barefoot in the sand Grains of memories stuck in the creases ......

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...The world, our world, our nation The yearning for love world filling and occupying each memory passed, and hidden yet found unremorseful towards each. What has happened to our world? The prou......

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...Assorted shades are walking down the street and it is not fashion week, the mongrels are walking around the town selling bake goods and delicate cookies to the people they meet, then they put a broc......

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... chaos is always controlled with a beginning middle and end afterwards analysis will identify trends our brains redundant there's little point in thinking ......

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... My Words Miracle Man 1/13/2025 This writers thoughts are word embryos waiting to be delivered. Born as a whisper, they’re nourished by sight, voice, or as ink on a sheet of paper.......

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...souls occupying form in a state of amnesia go about their business conjuring imaginary scripts propelled by heart’s desires what then is compassion but accepting all as they are engaging as......

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...I'm trying to find a replacement for my favourite tea It was discontinued as not enough people bought it I find that insane However, here I am on this journey I settled back into my previo......

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...I walked the winding way down your memories. We live in the age of perpetual documentation - a blessing for the socially inept. Every abstract gives insight, but I crave the full portrait, you ......

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... Terminology: Crystal booths in a nocturnal snow. significant downpours of shedding stars. This said, feel free to scatter, scrabble or mash. Words are fungible, many still believe that poe......

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...Your pen moves like silk slipping slow Across my body expressing a glow Each word a touch that I can’t resist Teasing of promises in every twist I feel the pull from your every phrase Like fi......

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