Short Subjecting Poems

People who leap to conclusions
Dwell in a world of delusions
Always quick to blame
Throwing tarnish on your name
Subjecting themselves to contusions...

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If I weren't me, who would I be?
would I be imprisoned, chastised, unseasoned?

If I weren't me, how many personalities would tease?
taking me from ease, subjecting me to infamy?

If I weren't me, why on earth would I be you?
would you bring out the best in me?
have me love you for all eternity?
I see you in me
as sure cure for my therapy.

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Falling away
By the sea
My heart is clay
Wondering what will be?
 
Meandering alone
In a foreign land
My thoughts have grown
Like the desert sand

Moving but am I moving?
Living but am I living?
Trying to evolve
But continuous revolving

Subjecting the unknown
To a probability
Wearing a gown 
Made of digital reality

Everything has become fleeting
Like a romantic meeting
Lingering in thoughts abated
Everything has become negated....

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Wishing always, is all we can do
 For all the time,time frustrates us,
 Jumping is becoming a thing of interest,
 Probably because, time kept on skipping us.
 But it wasn't our fault,
 Neither was it our choice.
 Buy fate found fault in us,
 Thus subjecting us to time's hands.
 So instead of worrying to death,
 I did just sit on my roof,
 Look towards the farthest point,
 Then take my cup of mashed bitterleaf juice,
 Gulping it down through my throat all at once....

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