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Poems about Society
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A poem I made it to the semi-finals with. Have a shot at finals soon. It's published in Immortal Verses!
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A damaged beauty so / intriguing, she made / a gay man question his / sexuality. / / Made a folk-singer, / song-writer call her / a "Rolling Stone". / The vanity. / Every girl from Jersey, / wants her cheek bones. / / A vulnerabl
by marcusmoore
163 words, 33 comments,
on Mar 7 8:34 AM 2008. In Life, Rhyme, True, Addiction, Fame, Sad, Death, Society, Alliteration, Loss
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soon nobody will venture
beyond their own front door
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Talk to me / don't turn away. / I would hear the words you'd say / whate'er they be / please speak it freely / for I would have you honestl
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What is a possession / what do you possess / Is it inside / or emptiness? / Do you front / or fill your soul? / Are you part / or are you whole? / Do you strut / to fill that rut / that wild rallies to wind you up / into that groove
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You don't care about gossip and shopping
about drinking and club hopping
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They make the music that divides you, / handed down as a thing to cry to. / And all their words / that treat you kindly. / There's nothing
by marcusmoore
352 words, 17 comments,
on Jan 29 5:24 PM 2008. In Rant, Rhyme, Society, Sad, Weird, Life, Thoughts, Other, Perception, Music
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THIS IS KIND OF A LONGER SLAM, RANT, AND RHYMER... / / / / I don't believe in god, where could he be? / I've searched the land / the impossible sea. / I searched underground and beneath the trees. / The oxygen's there, / still we cann
by marcusmoore
439 words, 16 comments,
on Jan 26 10:22 PM 2008. In A SLAM Piece, Rhyme, Life, Rant, Society, Thoughts, Pain, War, Anguish
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What is intelligence?
Can you quantify intellect?
Sure.
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The east side of town / springs from bed as a new born puppy / rising up to meet the sun, / filled with houses that look / like somethi
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And out Of your dogma You peek.
by algoressister
114 words, 1 comment,
on Jan 14 7:56 PM 2008. In Beat, Contemporary, Free verse, Humor, Life, Rant, Rhyme, Sad, Society, Weird
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from where eye sit wee must admit / the need to draw a line, let's mete / out punishment to fit / the crime he cried / Christ - he must
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I love the face. / There is a personal bibliography / stored in that varied topography / of fears and joys: / blase'd laissez faires and ca
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I am the Grand Poobah of Poetry / I sit at the gates of day / And usher in greatness. / My countenance shines / Upon my subjects. / I conta
by Dun
154 words, 20 comments,
on Dec 28 10:19 PM 2007. In Sad, Society
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Before you / I didn't know what crazy was, / I thought it was short / for wild or cool / for someone with a spirit / too big for this world
by riveralex
311 words, 25 comments,
on Nov 12 2:47 PM 2007. In Dark, Madness, Pain, Raw, Other, Anguish, Addiction, Relationships, Society
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You know, / I'm so very proud / of the achievements of my gender. / Of the scrapyard we left on the moon, / and all those cylinders / on Ev
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/ / People: Pack animals. / Camels carry coolest death / In sticks to prove it. /
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Understanding / Is a fickle gift. / Given when it suits our fancy / Or our need, / Sparingly. / It is given meagerly / And as needed. / Bec
by Dun
67 words,
on Jul 15 9:51 PM 2007. In Society
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Speak to the populace / And you cannot be silenced. / Opinions from above / Meted out in violence / Fade in the clamor / And fall in enamor
by Dun
236 words,
on Jul 15 9:38 PM 2007. In Society
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You want to be noticed / more so than anyone else. / You want the accolades, the praise / only for yourself. / When the spotlight turns for
by Dun
150 words, 8 comments,
on Jul 15 9:30 PM 2007. In Society
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The hand that feeds you / can also bleed you. / dry of any desire to try / for what you wish / aside from this: / the handout / wrapped wi
by Dun
145 words, 6 comments,
on Jul 4 9:35 PM 2007. In Society
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