Tag: poet
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Motives
Sieving my motives Saturated with subtle pride Strong-scented self-centeredness and the like Stuck to my intentions like emojis Written for RXC:PROMPT #247, hosted by Reena
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Evening
An audience of trees and wild beasts Sit in darkness Watching the lit giant sky screen As rafts of gilded clouds Waft towards the blazing sun Like aircraft returning To a warship https://amanpan.blog/2022/09/06/moonwashed-challenge-gilded-september-6-2022/
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Drink extra
Some take alcohol To give them courage To carry out daunting tasks A person must drink extra If ordinary must be done extraordinarily That’s why I drink inspiration In suicidal doses Got a big life to live https://amanpan.blog/2022/08/23/moonwashed-challenge-ambitious-august-23-2022/
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A wild child
A wild bird is away Grandma casts perfunctory glances every now and then At its home She’s heating the hearth The smoke snakes out through the window Stinging impotently at the thick foggy air outside Wild bird roaming the woods like a wild child Will soon spot the fumes Beckoning it to return home To…
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Have you heard?
A boy of Teeth so big as if with secrets That two lips could not keep together Teeth so long They made the day of all kids that met them You can imagine the relief of the little boy When Babylon finally fell When Mother Nature fired those clowns Oh what joy! Those incisors have…
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Love
In the beginning Love was deeper Than the expression, “I love you”. In the middle Young people thought They could reinvent love In the end Love became twisted Like the devil’s ass https://godoggocafe.com/2022/08/16/tuesday-writing-prompt-challenge-august-16-2022/
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Thousand Years
The moon sits Like a firstborn whose place has been taken By her father’s sun Simply because she is a woman August night is her birthnight And no star is here to give her wishes Even the ducks have turned their backs on her Take solace, opalescent moon Breathless and sultry On a humid August…
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Peace
Tell my little kids Mama wishes them the best in life Tell all my friends who believed in me That I’m sorry Tell those who stabbed me in the back That I forgive them My clansmen have a saying That when travelling Hold no grudges Peace, I leave with you https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2022/08/15/what-do-you-see-147-august-15-2022/
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Patriotism ( Published at The Writers Club )
Death In the belly of a bomber Floating across the sky As if contemplating The morality of what it is about to do Suddenly, Rains down hell Upon mothers and their children And fathers returning from hunting daily bread Brothers, sisters, and grandmothers burn up Like piles of firewood The screams of little children burning…
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Travel and C
Travel and see We’ve travelled and we’ve seen That stories of love and of heart breaks Are respecters of no race Travel and see We’ve travelled and we’ve seen What we took for granted Back home Travel and see We’ve travelled and we’ve seen That lands falling behind us as we traveled Were not just…
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