Short Implant Poems

two eggs
sunnyside
up

toast
dipping
puncture

leaking
breast
implant...

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Will you read
the snow on the grass knitting
the big eyebrows

of moon at night
which will never know hidden
hands of a wetland ?

The tears implant
green circles on cheek.
Spring was coming back....

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would implant an occult chip within folks mind to expunge evil scourge

Aug 27, 2020

First Place in the contest:-)
Note:If I am super heroine or hero poetry Contest.
Sponsored by JCB Burl....

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innumerable nodes glisten
lighting up the head ovoid
pulsations of bliss tingling
witness delusion destroyed

meanwhile enlivened spine
nurtures the divine implant
in the background resounds
inner sound currents chant...

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They're predicting the warmest winter on record
El Ninjo is the reason, oh thank you dear Lord
Will wear shorts all winter
But must protect my mister
The price of an implant I really can't afford


© Jack Ellison 2015...

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do not misunderstand death

flowers, and other plants
drift into our lives,
not to find refuge, but
to implant a message:

do not expect 
to live too long;
do not wait to bloom
lest you  be struck down
as young buds in 
a sudden frost !...

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I'd like a chance of true romance
To dance across my loveless path
A seed in me to place- implant,
But I find it all a laugh!
In splendored lands to hold our hands,
While Beauty lies where Love will stand?
Ha! But in an instant, it feels so distant-
A Union to disband...

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A gentle hand cup those little eyes
And implant a touch with tender care
On the nose, below the dreamy lashes
And the words of truth were heard by ears.

Feeling an unreal magic around
A smile so innocent got set on face
And knew it would last for as long
As on eyes the eyelids stay…...

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Is-ness of Being-ness

Enigmatic cold heat 
Humming bliss beat
An ethereal implant
Ineffable bliss chant 
Etched in each pore 
The void’s silent roar 
Magnetic continuum 
Heart the sensorium 
Wherefrom renewal
Of rapture continual

08-October-2022...

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Wisdom implant, influx direct
There is no room for doubt
Essence of presence stands erect
Prayerful and devout

Spinal column vibrates
Each node within gyrates
Tingling never abates

As of soul’s want
Wisdom implant

30-October-2021
Quietus 

(HMS for syllable count)...

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Plastic, smooth and expensive
A heavier look upon her
More dynamic or stronger
Fiercer or arrogant
Maybe more confident
Believes in herself and
Her eyes of silicone
Poised in her chest
With hair on her nipples
Pressing on her breast
Is the implant
She thought would
Increase her poise

Russell Sivey...

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What is a chip 
an implant to the brain 
created through networks 
or Crazy images 

Soon will everything 
Be sold on line 
Does that include souls 
A deep insight 
To a story 
about the beast 

Upon his mark 
Is this our children 
Sucked away 
by networks 
Our legacy 
The beginning 
of their future...

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An epiphany dawned on us today,
refining further our void-centric view,
to anoint love on all forms every day,
that soul’s innate vibrancy may renew,
with love always claiming the right of way,
aura glistening like fresh morning dew.
Love soaked vermilion, in joy we implant 
on all who we meet, to straighten soul’s slant....

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As much as I have tried to let you go, I just can't. 
I consumed drugs & alcohol to give my soul an implant. 
Don't worry I decided a long time ago, to just leave you be. 
For I would not want to be forced, if my heart disagreed. 
The hardest thing is not forgetting what my heart thought was true. 
But being utterly consumed by someone I thought I knew....

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memories of subway sleep
on voyages to and from
the college castle keep
lights wiz by, I see with half closed eye,
the subway smell so unique,
like dirt, and hurt, and
something mysteriously sweet
it's hard to vocalize,
cause words would cheat
it's strange implant
it left upon my brain,
so many years ago
I wonder why,
will I ever again,
ride that train?...

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You make me feel so complete	 
You brought me up to my feet	 
You make me experience cloud seven 	
You brought me to your heaven 

Your words implant seeds of growth
Your eyes, an undying oath
You quench me with serpentine poetry  
You gave in to gravity 

You melted my heart of ice 
I’m your living sacrifice 
You watched over me with glistening eyes  
Your warmth never screams goodbyes...

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Some of their breast must
be removed....hoping cancer
won't return to haunt;
chemotherapy and pills for pain,
will a breast implant look real?


It's incurable
as Aids, if not caught early;
yes, death may occur...
tearing visitors apart
who can do nothing to help.


The patients suffer
silently seeking comfort;
offer them more than
consolation by squeezing
their cold hand before they die....

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The trees as green as can be,
The sky several shades of blue,
When you take a deep breath of air,
Everything looks mostly new,

The off colors of leaves,
Different shades of the grass,
Just think how funny it looks,
After you implant your past,

Beautiful flowers blossom,
From baby to full grown,
As you look back on these things,
And see how these gleaming colors have grown.......

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It takes more than the manhood in you,
It takes more than the tender kiss you can implant on a young girl’s heart,
It even takes more than half your sanity.

In fact,
It takes all your soul, body and mind.
It even consume your precious time,
It takes away those pretty young girls you call your own,
And leave me with you as my own.

It takes decades,
It takes eternity even,
For both of us to fall deeply in love....

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come, across the boundaries
break the wall of dreariness
discover something new life

come, engage thyself in the field
it's heart to implant here the flower
discover your immortal love

come, speak the truth as nature
don't imitate to be blind, be creative
discover thyself to be enlightened

come, do the righteous always
inscribe thyself on a knowledge
discover a precious poetry

© Mahtab Bangalee
Chattogram
16/11/2022...

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in the stillness of every night 
we are enveloped by magnetism 
teleporting formless consciousness 
encompassing the absolute vastness
of both the manifest and the unmanifest

during the waking state at each moment 
toroidal heart steadies the energy grid
felt as a humming magnetic implant
creating vital soma nectar divine
within each cell of feeble form

we share because we care
hoping some souls will pair

16-February-2023...

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Not able to sing-
you have become the song.

You will make me very poor 
by giving charity.

It was a black dahlia, ready 
to beset the moon in lunar eclipse.

And the word implant was not 
appropriate. It has become toxic.

Downward you search the seeds 
in dark. The spirits waiting in wings.

Death was the most beautiful thing 
to happen on the stage before-

the play starts. I will invite
my paramour to light the lamp.


Satish Verma...

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A summer storm of tears
Raining down my face
Evidence of my heartache
Only pain to embrace.

My head a garden of confusion
Your words, seeds to implant
Thoughts growing wild with uncertainty
Weeds of disillusion the sad inhabitant.

Are you buried by my needs
Do I require too much care
You sow fear and unhappiness
Of this you seem unaware.

If happiness is the goal
If flowers are to bloom
If my heart you wish to keep
Stop spreading all this gloom....

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A summer storm of tears
Raining down my face
Evidence of my heartache
Only pain to embrace.

My head a garden of confusion
Your words, seeds to implant
Thoughts growing wild with uncertainty
Weeds of disillusion the sad inhabitant.

Are you buried by my needs
Do I require too much care
You sow fear and unhappiness
Of this you seem unaware.

If happiness is the goal
If flowers are to bloom
If my heart you wish to keep
Stop spreading all this gloom....

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As shadows elongating round ~
change shapes appearing in among.
So witness sparkles with astound,
and seeks to operate its bond.
Thus restless tithe creates the shun ~
      and giant of the morning,
            . . . is the Sun!

That callings short of everyone,
and yet belonging in abound.
To hear not, or implant begun
in herald's sport refuse, impound!
The echo's loss is God's re-run ~
     yet giant of the mourning,
           . . . is in His Son!...

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