Under The Skin Poems - Poems about Under The Skin

...I was born in a banana republic, Between the carnivorous chains of Françafrique, In an open-air dumpster, Where tyranny, barbarity, and savagery speak with arrogance. I am perfumed with all the n......

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...Body rejects itself, Bone-dry and like a furnace, It burns alive, kill It is sand, dead Dig two graves, Refuse to rot, This isn’t revenge. Hate the body, It’s nothing but problematic. ......

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...Chains never fall completely. Scars embed themselves like burns under the skin, And even though the skin is a body, it cannot hide the shadow of the irons. History screams, but its lips are sealed......

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...Snapping fingers, a low hum in the microphone) Hey, It's Café Jazz/ But we ain't just sipping black coffee and snapping our fingers in polite applause/ Talkin' Bop/ first idiom where being white ......

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...I will not speak of foreign lands, of the fears of other hidden worlds, But I will sing of the red eyes of envy, flames that burn in silence, Of the sharp edges of broken hearts, carving dreams, O......

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...A little spark. A work of art. She lit the dark and filled my heart. Around I turned to feel the burn. There she lies. I’ll never learn. She huffed and puffed and blew me down. I was amazed at ......

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...At The Madrasa On the floor, we three intertwine, glances that linger, hands that align. Many pages of verse we recite and tread, A hand touches hand, no words are said. Fingers trace the zi......

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...I can't get no sleep. It's driving me mad, I'm going insane, Feeling delirious, inside my brain. Swivel-eyed, but it's not my end game, Babbling incoherently, telling fables, lies, Maybe one,......

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...How was it possible? Ah, the mystery floats in the air, like a blue mist, dense and cold, Enveloping the entire planet in a mantle of silence, of unspoken, unresolved questions, In the eleventh hou......

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...The poet does not see reality, but sees beyond its enchanted veil, Through his eyes unfold the mysteries of the world, in mantles of light and shadow, A young wanderer on the paths of imagination, ......

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... You are your fellow man We are all the same under the skin With all the same wants and desires To love and be loved To help each other in times of need Be it a kind word A......

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...Timid Man The ridiculed mind of a man stands between two lines, To stagger in thought, Never to vine. My slivered emotions, As they wither away, Are left to wallow in past decay. To dig at......

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... For in the depths of time's forgotten embrace, A world, once lush, now shattered, displaced. Anteeing up as joker, distant and vague, I tread through ruins, where memories fa......

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...Perpetual Quandries of Dischord Permanent irreversible Attatchment disorder A lemonade stand at the Mexican Border A traumatised disorganised old lady hoarder The incriminating evidence on an o......

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...All this skin holds my body working or as a homebody what a miracle it is do not give me a quiz now I need to go po......

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