Unlawful Poems - Poems about Unlawful

They confiscated the paradox; they called it unlawful, Carving the truth to the desired measure, Shaming the threat and killing the unworthy. But for years in the grayness created with blood, Years of inhaling toxic facades and consuming revolts, He brought jewels to her feet and worshiped The same idea and image that everyone hated. In a world of shadows, where words...

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Guilty on all counts? Raise the sickle and hammer. Imprison the fighting patriot, While the vile mumble and stammer. Work, so you can be rich? Your money you no longer own. You'll own.nothing, be nothing,. Happy? Maybe if you turn into stone. ...

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Photos I didn't pick never are they I know it....

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God was not allowed this year, in the state of California. And, then, we wonder under  warm, sunny skies. Why is the world so nuts~because He did warn you.! This is a state, where any two can mate. Can I get engaged to my cat or my goldfish, Kate? Through my front glass door, we will, our vows take, Or maybe at Social Distancing Lake? Times have changed...

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Listen as they come by, Footsteps light as snow Foreign as spring In this strange country Raise our heads in sync To the Beats of this terrible melody Beautiful as it is Seductive as it came to be Let shadows brush through eyelids Peer through the darkness Take a peek as they come by As they come by With their dark and terrible melody I hear...

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We make a claim when we are born and cannot even speak or walk, just learned to breath, just learned to reach, Long before we've learned to talk. I don't know how we've come to claim what was borrowed from our mothers and why we've claimed we have a right to take it from our brothers. Perhaps it was confusion or...

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I awake still down wishing I never woke Speaking in questions leading to answers I wish I never spoke I don't know how or why I keep on fighting My only true outlet is on the paper in which I am writing Speaking to myself wondering when it will all go away All I ever wanted was to awake feeling secure...

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A cry for help unheeded, Hatred where love was needed. The trees, the flowers, the river where you lay, All have a story to tell, a part to play. Promises slowly ebbing away, A youthful gift, trapped, kept at bay. It was nature in it’s fickle kindness, That protected you in the wilderness. The watching, whispering, rustling Grows quietly sullen. Cold skin, icy water over...

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in the night my hair is a missing pugged out with no hair on my fear (fare) pillow who comes in the night is it you, you bad bad fellow to hit my pride, and show me weak~ or sit (set) me up with your lies to know my medical heal (heath) to change my soul...

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