Tag: Poetry
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The 143 code
Gagged feelings Tied to whispers Soft moonlight peeps Through a window of the night At the beauty of silence The beauty in coloured voices
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We came to play
Left the lecturer alone in his lecture hall to socialize with an empty class, noun clauses, phonetic symbols, and bogus theories he’s fabricated to hide his insanity Traded the picture of God sold by the priest for the Living One wearing an apron and guiding the cook, holding the rudder and guiding the captain Experiencing…
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Crossroad of life and death
The true pleasures of life They live in abundance On the edge of life Where you can easily cross into death Don’t you see Why orgasm is called ‘la petite mort”? Why working out can sometimes make you feel like you’re dying Yet longevity and good health drips from such habits The higher you climb…
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Concentrated milk
He forgot He was in a hurry His last can of concentrated milk He hopes will last him an eternity and a few days + He forgot to properly cover it Forgot to close the window Forgot to turn off the light in the kitchen But the little ants They don’t forget They never forget…
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I love the rain
Rain Drumming against our rooftops And windows Inviting us to come outside And see Shadows of the sleeping sun And nature Taking her bath While her children snore And the sky, distributing raindrops The wind, rustling and moving every tree To ensure no piece of earth Goes to sleep thirsty Whiles abundance rain Whiles abundance…
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Fabricator
Designed for fireworks The wiring in your brain Each time in crises You scratch your head in desperation And an idea lights up You may admire the brilliance But don’t forget to look up And salute the Engineer
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The sun travels west
The sun travels west Shadows of darkness flocking him to see Where he’s headed Stretching his long legs over continents He journeys over distant lands Not seeming to know what he seeks
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I saw a movie
Yesterday, we went to see a movie Returning home, I marvelled at the creativity of the director and crew I realized the movie was great because Each one of us saw ourselves in that movie Nobody spoke about the movie as we walked home We all had a secret, personal relationship with the story That…
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Accidental thoughts – 8
Father in heaven For every smile we put on a face We discovered your face Smiling at our faith In our brother’s fate
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Accidental thoughts – 7
How shall we honor a master? By decorating him with a badge The badge of a sack of mistakes Mistakes he’s made And now learnt to avoid And in avoiding each previous mistake Traced his path to mastery
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