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Poems about Society
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After spending / Significant time / Calculating odds, whilst / Playing poker.... / / I have determined / That..... / / It is not / Your chances / Of winning / That you need to know. / / You must realize / Your probability
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Watching the days pass by unused / As I sit and wait for something metaphysical / / There is a door in front of me / The entrance to a luminous white room of creativity and time / / I want for it to consume me / Swallow me / / I think
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Don’t answer with a fabrication, / I didn’t ask this in haste. / Solider, did you sign up to pay for an education, / to get out of the “untouchable” working class caste? / / Youth’s loyalty has soured / but they won’t say it, / that the
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Knavian avian wavering high / haughty, held wings filled the sky. / When wind would wend, lift others by / heart would wax wrong'd, eyes wo
by Dun
77 words, 9 comments,
on Dec 8 10:15 PM 2008. In Society
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Two men set out on a venturesome quest, / into the desert sand. / Each had a book but discarded the rest, / with no sure outcome planned. /
by Enoq
157 words, 11 comments,
on Dec 8 10:29 AM 2008. In Dark, Life, Rhyme, Society, Sad, Spiritual, Thoughts, Anguish, Religion
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About a Woman i Saw today,..
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Literary Chess, Have to Read  , ty Deb
by LifeIsIronic
507 words, 8 comments,
on Dec 7 12:55 PM 2008. In Dark, Life, Society, Weird, Rhyme, Thoughts, Perception, Other, Abstract, Wierd
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We are, / one might say, / underproduced. / / A stop motion film / crumbling / under it's own weight. / / Not that it matters, / the film
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My Unheard screams on deaf ears,
will you read, so someone hears?
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Free Falling over this..
by LifeIsIronic
229 words, 4 comments,
on Dec 4 5:13 AM 2008. In Dark, Thoughts, Society, Weird, Fantasy, Other, Death, Pain, Loss, Imagery
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Uniform in artificial figure, / Antiquating all undesirable trend, / Pliable, emulative, as well as lacking; / / Confirm all desire, / Producing every possible mien, / Beautiful? Attractive? Or in hiding? / / Eyebrows, disproportionate;
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Yesterday, / I saw God in the eyes / of a Morrison’s cashier. / / Her hair was / frizzled in disarray, / and her skin was leathery, / / but her eyes / were soft, kind and gentle, / and her smile was full of warmth. / / A man ask
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Love is there, even in the worst of clothes / Fire burning those peeping toes / On the wicked streets where glory glares, / Dirty ribs and filthy hair / / / Without ceasing they push, / The only wealth they had, sack and wood. / They can
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Is it right, to be so wrong?
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Thinking of the time gone past,
our fishing lines so calmly cast.
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Just when I'd had enough it rained.
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by marcusmoore
82 words, 2 comments,
on Nov 20 1:09 AM 2008. In Adult, Life, Sad, Loss, Abortion, Rhyme, Society, Thoughts, Abuse, Raw, Politics
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Not sure if you like Dark..
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To all of those I've never met / and yet love just the same / I want to ease your heartache / to take away your pain / / I'm reminding yo
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I'm stuck here, / entangled in this web, / of this there is no doubt. / / Leaking my insides, like acid, / its an affront, but you seem to like it. / / Questioning time, / wonderless oblivion / seeping though the cracks and / there
by RoisinDubh
75 words, 5 comments,
on Nov 9 7:00 PM 2008. In Dark, Life, Society, Weird, Angst, Thoughts, Rant, Fantasy, Pain, Depression, Sadness
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by Libertydoll
157 words, 2 comments,
on Nov 8 5:23 PM 2008. In Adult, Contemporary, Dark, Life, Hope, Thoughts, Society, Personal, Love, Lyrics
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What happened to the world we knew? / When did we lose our way? / Or have my memories been eschewed? / Was it just yesterday? / Was not our
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1 / Stray cat yawns / Under a crown / As its taken / from my front lawn. / / 2 / Dum dum lollipops / Tastier than porkchops / Take them fr
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My heart is a rain barrel under the eaves. / I’m setting up and storing by, swallowing run-off, / rushing to take the laundry in. /
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I sit in this wooden box of my mind / This box carefully crafted by tose wise to the world / Shaped by careful rod and club / No creativity they say just work and nothing more / Get good grades and a job that pays / Why doodle on paper when you
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