It hurts me very badly
Lei
Throw it away long
Rotten inside smelling foul
Words
Withdraw those very fast
It cuts me like a knife
Dreams
Frozen to stone
Please remove it
It hurts me like a prick
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otherwise I would have been too assertiveand my candy- love would have started tocompare to divide, milk of kindness forthe humanity and skulduggery red eyes withface skulky for the alien as of now I dividelike television, black and white, stillmy complexes often run and rise aboveover the dyke, and dressed adroitly withoverwhelming ‘isms ‘ and…
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The wind goes slowly like a snail
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Very odd is the world
They spread love andSend message of peaceFrom an occupied landVery funny is the worldMore funny are its peopleThey pray to God andKeep searching truthFrom an occupied home.
Shapes divine,
No living thing
Has created,
A perfect beauty
Such as thine.
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The World is on the bend,
But lack of Liberty,Is always Tragedy.
We get along
We see,Eye to eyeOr fret and trot,What is LifeMade of?If all’s a fight,If we just live,In constant fright!Will we ever getAnything Right? ? ?
Like an arrow,
Poems singe the Wind,Their message is immediate,The poet’s heart, alleviateSincere and never deviate,Trying not to sin,A pleasurable win, win.
You are what you feel
To Be,Nurture, good feelingsPeace, stability,Love is the best feelingFollowed by sincerity.
Poets,
Too busyRunning,Thru fieldsOf WordsTo harvest,To reapIntellectualWheat,Poetry,The StaffOf Life.
Nothing puts a bigger smile
Than a poem read,That sets apartFeelings,That as humansWe should haveOf brotherhood,And that denyOur bitter historyOf grave injustice,And disgrace,That for so long have beenOur own, disgraceful waste!