Art Vanity Poems

I want to write something beautiful for you
How can when all I am is ugly?
Grab a mirror just to be sure
Reflecting sunsets and puppies
Can something...

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Is beauty a choice? 
Is it our loudest voice?
Does it render us true tender?
Is it the greatest offender? 
Does it know its roll?
Does it pay...

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It doesn’t matter
may it be politics
preference of love
art requires honesty

free expression

without it
there is no life --
the difference
between simply breathing
and soulfully relating

lies may get one wealth
academic...

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Blinded By Life And Praying To Truly See


Hold that thought, 
the world desperately needs you
not just your skin
your deeper schemes
nor love that hath
quietly fled your...

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Modern artificiality:
    The woman becomes a clone,
    carved throughout.
     Estrogen turns to silicone,
  ...

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Wickedness can be use for rapists 
But what will one attach to plagiarists?...

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I
Practising something
Winning takes thinking
Like the world
Values curtailed, curled

II
Add anonymity
Online carefree community
Some will begin games
Not play; hope you go away
Courtesy questioned; charged with abandonment
Social contract corrected...

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Of paper and Ink
Warriors of words written in a land
Of Blood and broken toys
Jet black things
Set ice plains and caviar
Standing long into the starry night
Eyes...

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Leather boots 
tight black suits 
skin hot bound 
in knots cutting 
sweet the heat 
Burns in between 
the pleasure 
of the pain 
the sweat 
of...

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All there is
Is the empress of nothing
she is all there is 
Her throne of smoke
Brittle bone
a crown of night 
eyes see nothing in sight
all for...

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The continued story of this poet
Haters r going to be mad that I even wrote it
Here is where I give u "The Business"
Like a lightning...

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memoirs of  an old thug life

first impressions last longer
lost in the sands of times

last impressions lives forever 
penned in mind's of men
treasured in the...

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Sequencing With Everything 
                    i Have...

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Wherein Man's Dark Curse, Felled The Olympic Gods',
Part One

(I.) 

Thus to blindness, the fallen god was blindly bound
In a blacken tragedy, doomed to darken earth:
Nature...

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¿I’m a historic photograph,
Of architected authors,
Actively arguing with musical philosophers,
About whether psychology is a science ¿...

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