Short Pirated Poems

Science may surpass mankind 
And the universe
But even with an x-ray 
We see only the organs and the skeletons
We can't see any truths and logics
But with a book of religion 
We will gradually see with our naked eyes
And the book is copyright
No one can pirated
No one can stain...

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Science may surpass mankind 
And the universe
But even with an x-ray 
We see only the organs and the skeletons
We can't see any truths and logics
But with a book of religion 
We will gradually see with our naked eyes
And the book is copyright
No one can pirated
No one can stain...

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lanky lusts leering
fostering felon fits
damp draw drooling
draped over dances
voluptuous veils vying
saucy veins spanking

hanky panky hoisting
falling fallible feelings
severed surges smirking

eerie emotions nauseated
squashed capillaries cremated
pulpy pukes pirated

lurching labium limbs
paused, party pissed.
     '20:01:29:18:14...

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Our world’s vacuum of a better half I thought
My search of universe reveals that
When price couples exchange is tears
 Mime of the shadow’s image of pirated love at alter
Then I mourn the death of love
Then I mourn lovers that never find love

Now that all hope lost in search
At the verge of returning seal to the sealer
You sneak in through the hole of my needle
Then you let me in to the hidden love that I crave for...

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Why I wait for rain to hug you
Why I wait for a special day to hold you
Why I wait for night to kiss you
My love doesn't depend on occasion
I want to love you all the time
Thousands pirated laughters
Thousands impair nourishes
Made some misunderstandings
Now the time has changed
All the promises will come true
Hopefully you will smile again
No one will come between us
You will be mine
And I will be yours...

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Trilling Tray (Limerick)

                                  Parrots have men in the palm of their hands
                         Through the pirated palimpsest that is from man's land
                         There is no point getting into panic about the tall story
                                     Touch me if it is a wild and wacky story
                         But if it is worthwhile to the core, (then) hold my hands....

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Creaking shadows, creeping over fettered floors
Shattered suspicion, silence cutting jagged scores
Preening portraits, conspicuously hung in full view
Callous hands, bleeding memories which do accrue

Adagio movements, nigh nocturnes of orchestrated harm
Prowling predators, facetious footsteps which do not alarm
Opulent treasures, gaily gleaming behind double doors
Pirated stars, surreptitiously swept off to foreign shores...

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