free verse
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I found myself counting crows As above and so below Everything is we know is gold When we dwell within the soul Shrouded in a luminescent glow I walk the path under stormy skies I seek the mythical realm of the Lord of Flies Where young children lose their way and brutalise Which is not…
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"This daughter of immigrants needs no lectures from the north London, metropolitan, liberal elite." Home Secretary Priti Patel says she will "end the free movement of people once and for all". pic.twitter.com/eL4J63JgWS — Channel 4 News (@Channel4News) October 1, 2019 Pull the ladder up Jack, I am fine I got here in the nick of…
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A molotov drops As the cocktail bar rocks What’s the deal with plastic crocs Suddenly we notice the riot squad Amidst this protest love is lost And as silhouettes dance In an alleyway of tangential plans Perspicacity is sought by a child of a different clan And as the cops plan to kettle I’ve decided…
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Sensory deception Is the illusory perception, Of the eye and the mind Like the flaccid mans Dream of an erection, And constructs of the fantasies That tangential influence Of the guy in the pulpit And in the suited politicians Who were seeming born to lie I cry tears while in utero Despite crimson tides Of…
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Blinkered people Live blinkered lives Buy into domesticated lies Question them they return hate Rooted as they are in negatives states They lack the capicity to love To be positive or understand enough Of what truth really truly is Not being able to free think But I respect their views and thoughts They’re only regurgitating…
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Choose your poison Within life’s game Suffering, guilt, regret Shame, hate or pain The choice is yours But may I suggest Not drinking these poisons Are for the best.
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Why live in a past That can’t be changed Why choose to carry About the pain Of what has gone And now has passed When you can forgive And move on at last Self inflicted suffering Blame it on other people’s doing Maybe at one time That was true But the choice to move forward…
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I miss those days of gigs In small sweaty halls Wearing CND badges And ones stating rights for animals I miss the power of the guitars and drums The vocals coming from someone Who is passionate and sets us all alive I miss that music, I miss those days and that vibe.
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Hey bro, tlet me pop this verse I ain’t trying to be fancy dawg For that would be absurd Let me be sick and crazy bro I trying to be smart with it As i am tripping into rhyme And saying bro man all the time Let me put this out there And put it…
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It matters not if you think I fell So I was left behind like a discarded shell I kept going on my own way From my path I did stray And though I got dark, cold and lonely I know that I am the one and only Person I can truly rely and depend upon…
