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Dorian Grubisic Poem
what we are
is not what we were told
deep in time
severed bond
between reality and now
between clarity and dark
the truth that holds the key
to unlocking the mystery
is within every one
inside our heart
and our mind.
we choose
to listen or ignore
to live our lives
even more
greater than before
or to live
as someone's pawn.
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Embellished, shined, publicized
Display put on their empty core
Listen! You must abide laws. (Seize!)
The narrative of freedom, a screen.
Adore something you know nothing about
Honey like texture of sweat and sour
Fools your taste of flavor, makes you devour
Your truest nature, freshness, born greatness.
Smell their petals of fragrant flowers.
Hear their robust voice, a rallying cry
Rejoice in their sweet flavor of right.
Layers and layers on top, engineered
Made to seem bright, a call to arms. (To our demise!)
Heed the bitter sweet words
Their sentient nature,
Their abomination of truth.
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Words like rain dripping,
creating pools of poems
one after the another.
Stormy cloud of a poets mind,
only what is right is written down.
It’s not fame sought
but the truth
that is trying to come out.
Sea of words like droplets in the ocean
their modicum maketh
the greatness of emotions,
like tidal waves sweeping
through the mess
of a human mind shining
light on the dark.
It’s not fame sought
but the unity
of a world apart.
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The secret of the universe
the source
of the controversy
hiding life's secret
keeping it a mystery.
No one knows what
it is capable of
for we have seen
nothing yet
there is so much more
to know, to discover
so much secrets
to uncover.
We barely scratched the surface
of the power it possesses,
the possibilities are endless
for now it is all a mess
it can be revealed
only by time
that will lift the shroud
off of the mystery
that is
the human mind.
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Seeing the flame
lit up skies far away
heat of scorching fire
burns the baren thoughts
blazing trail is left behind
of memories in smoke
a flaming course
headed for it’s source
leaving ashes of prose
behind it’s fiery voice
soon everything will burn
there will be nothing left
only fiery pits
of the now baren mind
if the thirst is not quenched
words are not found
fire of burning desire
put out.
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You read the script of your own life,
a book in your hand pages torn out.
It’s missing a part you can not read;
the dark chapters never really seen.
It’s a fiction or drama, in your hands.
Darkened binding or pearly white is
Read carefully you might miss the part
main character for that moment of time
will not be alive, as you read in the now
pages are then torn out, in your hands.
Beware! He will never again be alive.
Sit quietly let your mind dissolve…
follow the stream of words inside,
the rhythm of your life. Don’t forget!
Carefully handle the fragile bind!-
-or it might fall apart in your hands.
You can only ever read in this moment,
don’t try reading two pages all at once
Take time, immerse yourself, deep words.
it is in your hands; the book of your life…
aspects of reality, dreamy world beyond.
Relax completely giving yourself to now.
under the soft warm glow of candle light.
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Fresh morning breeze creeping
Through an open window
Carrying ideas along with
Zephyr of inspiration,
As i sit here still listenin’ to cats
Fighting screams – “MEOW!”
The chirp of a sparrow.
I atune myself to the nature’s melodies
And just “Let go…”, squashing
Limiting beliefs that now fade
Like grayed out leaves in the autumn.
Write as sun rays bring bliss
bursting through the glass
Of my window to my heart
and the will to carry on with it.
Just one look outside and i write.
Completely giving myself
To everything around
As i sit here still with
No worries of what is to come .
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The time is at hand
to shine the divine light on the dark
that has plagued this land
for centuries now.
Clock is ticking,
everything is falling apart,
more wondering souls
are waking up.
Soon the day will come
where light will shine bright,
conquer the dark
and Infuse
us into life itself.
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