Self Professed Poems - Poems about Self Professed

...Perhat Tursun Perhat Tursun (1969-) is one of the foremost living Uyghur language poets, if he is still alive. Born and raised in Atush, a city in China's Xinjiang Uyghur Autonomous Region, Tursun......

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...The herd amasses together The numbers provide the semblance of societal norms It's a collective value system called conformity Like bees to a bee hive - they swarm Non-compliance is unacceptabl......

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...God is Dead? Hubris, man's nature A God, self-proclaimed Nietzsche opined he's dead Conceit, we laugh and say, no way Self-professed with special attributes Sympathy, love, reciprocity; ho......

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...She knew it all; she was brilliant. A genius. I had never met her before, but she told me right away. I watched my tablemate’s faces. They knew her. They were grinning. I will do that! She said ......

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...self professed failure self confessed bailer left when things got hard disappeared bad guy he told many self confidence? I don’t have any Walking apology Was this guy When he arrived t......

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...Were you at one with yourself while writing it Did the beginning have an end Did each word describe, or then inflame What light can only bend Did you gag on meaning bundled Were y......

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...Spiritual Mahjong Your Move Lord Is there a God? A benevolent entity. An eternal presence presiding over me. A creator, watching and observing. All knowing. Is my end determined and conclusi......

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...Hank was a blitz drinking honest brute wrote about grime and grit of the streets, drunks, alley roaches, hookers on the beat. Emily chose to live life in a little room a day dreaming spinster wri......

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...I once thought that my life was so good, but I was wrong, I must have misunderstood. It was a mirage, it was not really there. I felt wiped clean, exposed, totally bare. The love, that was pr......

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...It’s an early Sunday morning The devils on his knees Shallow self-importance Screaming to be seen The facade of something special Filled with rage and self-disdain Putting on a holy show Att......

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...And still she smiles Even in this darkness, her darkness, when a moonless sky preaches fear from a pulpit of shadows pointing elongated fingers and walls crumble into a rubble strewn a......

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...Not a typical leader like anyone else His silence speaks for his character The depth of his soul wakes my curiosity Has a potential to be a great leader So he leads the whole class with fervor ......

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...Name on a white sand Signifies identity The greatest poet.......

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... Brother,you were a human torch in a melanchonic orbit of undefined wars Now you are a pentagram star mystical and magical Pouring light and love from a happier place fr......

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...You soulful, bohemian colors…That late 6o’s, free-spirited, peace & love type of chic’... Au ‘natural beauty, with curly headed locks’; sweet like Egyptian oils, and at one with nature… You emulat......

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