Vs Poems - Poems about Vs

Poem of the day My heart and brain, a constant fight, A war within, day and endless night. Emotions rage, like a stormy sea, While logic whispers, "Think clearly." Love and reason, in discordant sway, My heart beats strong, while my brain says "wait". Feelings flood, like a tidal wave, While facts and reason, my passion try to save. In this battle, I'm...

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THANK YOU JESUS FOUND A NEW HOME WHERE VETERANS AND BROWN PEOPLE OUR RESPECTED CELEBRATED AND LOVED AFTER SEVERE TERRORISTS THREATS RACIST BULLYING BY CIRO GARGANO MY JAMAICAN TALIBAN IDENTITY THIEVES HACKING INTO OUR LIVES THREATENING VIETNAM WAR HEROS EXTORTING VETERANS TO FUND GARGANO CRIMINAL GROUP OF POLK COUNTY AS MY JAN 6TH NEIGHBORS IN...

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caged in a form in this domain fleeting is joy as also pain since we feel not one with the source thus are prone to struggle and strain if we give up the use of force discarding feral instincts coarse befriending silence, love entwined we read script of bliss penned in morse head melds with heart, love aligned one with oneness, the truth’s...

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A puzzle’s like a riddle You hope to be surprised But to solve a real-good riddle I often close my eyes ...

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When you look around at the world How do you know If it’s correlation or causation in effect? You don’t. The only way to really objectively know Is to subjectively know Which means we don’t really know squat About the larger world outside our bubble. And this ambiguity Leaves us open to suggestion and doubt And manipulation and control By those with more confidence. The truth...

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in the heart of the absolute an intent arose to manifest as a soul seed then see how He grows hiranyagarbha: cosmic egg shaped like head ovoid was the first manifestation pure and unalloyed both immanent and transcendent Self as living light crystallised then as body-mind where ego blurred sight earth life’s real and yet a dream twirled by gunas three yet light innate cannot be...

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The good times, and fitness In albums, borne witness Disappoint on the test That determines one’s ‘rest’. The stakes can be raised By giving G-d praise, Respecting a spouse Within one’s own house, Being noted Above For doling out love, And enriching ascent On the charities spent. Descendants who’ll place On the mantle, grand’s face Will frolic near the shelf Making memories of self....

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They hate us not because we’re bad but because we are everything they cannot be Because while they stew in their own misery Formed from their own jealousy We live life fully Because that’s the beauty of Black people We create joy where joy has been locked out Then try to hide it through false superiority Whilst trying to convince the...

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Ego, the thought we are this body-mind, delusion, since we’re in truth living light, so good is that which leaves desires behind, all transient pleasures that opaque clear sight. To reclaim our light that banishes night, thought cessation is the optimal way, joyful heart like a child, given to play. Employing our free will, God-search the quest, body-mind then is like a car...

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Is there any other sort of sport.. that can hold a candle to having to handle Getting caught in the ripsnort onslaught scandal…as speedsters hold court Fraught as they face a serious deleterious imperious express pace ace At their sleek peak..unique freaks..bombastic..iconoclastic mercenaries Havoc to wreak on adversaries.. and their own physique.. So as we’ve read..will the King of swing..zing...

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Just attempting to compare CLOUD having simili with word CROWD. Words are exchangeable to view : Replace L by R : U by W. Cloud goes mostly loud with thunder. Crowd is often loud, no wonder. Cloud brings cloud on...

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No your burdens are not for us to carry We know your game You fake a smile Bat your little eyelashes Pretend you care Then reveal your true motive You want us to fight your battles for you But when we need help On your end all we hear is silence While you sit back and watch...

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Each morning drifts like mist— soft, uncertain, but somewhere in its hush, I feel the weight of something turning dark nearby. I once imagined this place would be still, that the walls would not echo with things unsaid. But peace, it seems, is not something we always share. Patterns repeat— whispers circling like wind in a cage. The days loop like shadows on the same old path, a wheel that...

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the poet makes a big meaning in few lines the poster makes small meaning in many lines the writer knows when to make it short or long...

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The case of lynching vs suicide A black man Hangs Lifeless Silent Eerie The only sound Is the wind thrashing around As it surrounds The black man Screaming loud Trying to get the man to make a sound The wind howled In pain In agony Watching as the whole town Laughing like he was some kind of clown The police never showed In the...

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