Short Think Tank Poems

i just stopped by
to post a poem
but my mind went blank
i guess i need
a somewhat new
think tank

going to the doctor
need to let him know...

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Human is an animal farm
where all are equal in roles
the head is the think tank
stomach is the granary
eyes the tour guides
nose the chemist
mouth the sales manager
legs the errand boys
ears the intelligent officers
hands the manual laborers...

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Trump's Toppings Topple

trump tries to think tank
that today's tomorrow thrives
thankfully to thee

tending the tree tops
trump trumpets thee's theory
thy timbers topple

to the thereafter
thy tapering tears thunder
trump's think tank twaddle's

connie pachecho

8/30/17...

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Twirling this pen in my hand
Trying to write words if I can
But I'm just drawing a blank
From my think tank
Not a word written since I began

You say this cannot be
For you are reading these words you see
You are right to think
These lines are made of ink
Now not sure they came from me...

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Blank
Think-tank
Now give thanks


Zest
Pure jest
Seek wise quest


Notes
Cast vote
From your tote


Buy
Fond sighs
In sure highs


Craze
Pure daze
Ends amaze


Pick
One tick
That must stick


Mind
Sure find
In the signs


Book
Fond looks
By that brook


Time
To rhyme
Sound clear chimes




Leon Enriquez
01 September 2015
Singapore...

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When you are free to think
When you are not dependent upon anything

You feel your mind and heart move slowly,
Guessing more creative

You should be a think tank
Mesmerizing!
You always fail to do,
To prove to the people
That you are free

Quantify the beggars at six blocks next to you
They still sing the favorite songs
They are free indefinitely

In a hectic world...

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My mind's a blank, a non-think tank
  The garden of my thoughts overgrown and rank

Inspiration has fled, left me for dead
  The rivers of passion dried up, fully bled

I stare at the page -- it stares right back
  Mirror image of a literary hack

I look at the sky; the ceiling blocks it
  Out the window -- darkness mocks it

O, for a metaphor... O, for a simile
  O, for a tiny ray of sweet poetry!...

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The war is going faint
Heavy guns and tanks, only symbols
Defend in silence

But the youth and children, dying
Their mind and soul, being worthless

Emotions uncontrolled
Rally along streets

Wall and message can't be conveyed anymore
Think tank didn't work, died in years ago

Proxy replaces the symbols
Works underground

Provocation is a modern gun, to dig up all reserve
To cut a thin line between prosperity and adversity, between lie and trust
In this faint war...

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