Provoking Poems - Poems about Provoking

"Only in their dreams can men be truly free. 'twas always thus and always thus will be." Carpe Diem. Nothing more than false hope and the possibility it promises, as real as, cars of sand. A call to act on boundless ambition inspires the populus, however, let you be reminded it is the same "tragic flaw"...

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The Trail of Tears was in men’s thoughts before 1492. Almost four-hundred years cleared the Cherokee-Selma path. Blood dries up like rain. Stains fade from red to black. Rainbows are present only in discarded kaleidoscopes. Czars scattered the seed of Lenin like talk in small town bars, Plowed under like wet fodder. Blood soaks in like rain. Stains fade from red to shallow,...

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Hey wet river. Hello dry bones. Feel the rhythm? Hear the tones? Wet, wet, The river gives. Wet, wet, The river takes. Walk along the brooks and streams, Run along the ponds and lakes. Close my eyes, I hear no more. I will exhaust, I will explore. Through the forest, I run, I run. Fear for when My time is done. Kick up your feet, Enjoy the shows. This is where the Rabbit goes....

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You don’t like love. You love it, Don’t you? Always have, Always will. Necessity is the mother of all creation. But what about the Father? In due time you will see, You will all see. Father, Mother. Sister, Brother. We are all adopted. One another. Even though your tears are real, You know what is owed. You know the deal Multiply. You don’t like love. You love it...

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paradoxical concisely informative an oxymoron...

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A word that lately gets little traction though when used provokes quite a reaction I find it singularly persuasive ~ to describe the world today as 'invasive'...

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Are you really conscious? Aware of your world? Or can you just not comprehend a life that is so unfurled? It's this degree of consciousness that needs to be understood. If we delved a little deeper, enough to lift the intellectual hood. It's these multiple facets of consciousness that need to be explored. For the human mind cannot handle just...

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THOUGHT PROVOKING How can you break the ice if you're not drawn by it invites? Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP} Copyright © December, 2020....

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I AM ......NOT GOING TO GET OUT OF YOUR CAR:..........SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT THAT? THAT IS THE CONVERSION! YOU BETTER NOT TOUCH ME!!! I AM NOT GOING TO GET OUT OF "YOUR HOUSE".....SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT THAT? YOU BETTER NOT TOUCH ME!!!I AM IN...

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Two great minds had a tete-a-tete to apply their intellectual grace to the achievement of a utopian state and improving the condition of the human race. Said one, "Religion leads to violence, foolish thought and senseless wars. Therefore, replace all faith with science and utopia will certainly be ours." Said the second, "No, no, my friend; the root of all evil is wealth and...

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Ah Anger! One of the seven deadly sins A scourge that ravages the mind of man, Alas! In an imperfect world only evil wins A tiny spark consumes the forest in fire, Peace prevails when he reins in his ire. So why would I look back in anger to recall with woe my wandering past? No, I’ll not go there to find...

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Where is our defense? Suspense! Where do we go from here? Fear! Stop the nonsense. No pretense. Stop the mad Bear coming near Seems the time is right, to fight Seems this’ a game, with no blame We must fight but for right We must tame every name Where are our mistakes? At stake? What is the way forward? Rightward! What can you also make?...

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Before we can realize , should'nt we first recognize ? don't we have to first cognize , to realize , only to recognize , our sense of surrounding reality ? If we have a limited sense perception , would'nt we also lack immediate impression ? elusive our sense of depth , our sense of space , our sense of self ......internal...

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thought provoking silence makes a girl sad a shattered mirror where shards glisten of dreams although beautiful are dead Internal reflection I am still searching for something But firework sparks have glistened in the monlight where I am so mesmerized that i pause to intakke a single breath SO cool is the air as I watch puffs of my warm breathe mingle with heavy thoughts that cloud my brain drift away I see fog rising around my...

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