Life Society Poems

It was a strange and unexpected experience.  

Suddenly, I found myself in a place called Happy Valley. A man was on a park bench...

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Do I remember when...

Better breezes blew
Cleaner waters flowed
Teasing memory so... 

For I can hear them in quiet special times… can you?
Softly now, in your own...

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before life begins
we accrue fictional sins
so guilt always wins
lest any deem themselves free
to alter reality

dollars and distance
do not measure existence
despite persistence
constant debt all but assured
within...

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Warming myself in the fire of the sun, why must the soil be so cold?
Listen closely, and I'll show you a story of ancestors I...

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Dowry, drug addiction, and domestic violence rule
Female foeticide and female infanticide go cool.
Abortions, corruption, and gender inequality
Racism, human trafficking, casteism, and poverty
Food adulteration, wealth hoarding,...

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I see a contradiction that
grows clearer with each passing day,
once I think we all one know,
once saw as just part of the game,
a dynamic state...

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The clock strikes four;

I’m never like before;

I’ve learnt to take life’s drink

Up to the lees from the brink;

Multiple layers of joy

Help me sail my humble...

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I picture a life.
A life of love
A life of Ease
A life of sincerity
A life that I cannot lead.
I see a future.
A future of loss
A future...

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Simple plans are best
To ordinary people
Why complex the rest?...

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"Sunsets are loved because they vanish." - Ray Bradbury 

Days like this, I could forget
If they were all to vanish,
Come to an end in a...

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Lonely pearl what troubles you
Is it the clam within you grew
Dont forget you'll shine so bright
Dont forget you'll be harvested at night

Flimsy string what is...

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He look bit hassled
What is life worth living for
When all things puzzled....

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The price of decency in today’s world
Is the same as it has always been:
Your liberty or your life.

If you give a moose a muffin
After all
Next...

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What am I?
 
I’m great fun and sometimes crazy,
Loud or soft with moods quite hazy,
Full of love, sorrow, unrequited loss,
One minute happy another sullen, cross.
I...

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What good is love, when guys and girls are whores?
     What use are we, when all is the libido?
Good girls on...

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