poetry
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I called pest control They asked what is your problem, I said it mainly vermin and rodents, He said can you show me please So I turned on the tv, Showed him all the politicians and the leaders too And said they’ve infected power and the parliament too And are making life hard for the…
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A man that takes a woman At the edge of a knife, To gain satisfaction Regardless how it ruins her life, Surrenders all self respect and humanity And will receive nothing but contempt from me, For you cannot call yourself a real man If the only sex you can get is through fear and demands…
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Build appreciation, Construct gratitude, Deconstruct ego, Find truth within, Understand being By discovering bliss, Within the realms Of solitude and stillness. Exercise compassion, Practice benevolence And travel along your path, With unconditional love, Rooted deep inside your heart, There you will find harmony There we will reside in peace.
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I have within my being An anticipation for a return, Through gateways and dimensions To a place that my spirit calls home. My spirit yearns and cries And reaches out through the ebony night, In the galactic milieu beyond time and knowledge, Stuff of myth and legends where souls reside. This home of spirit souls…
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Syzygy is an alignment of celestial bodies In the universe of eternity, They are beings of synchronicity Transcending aspects of reality, From a place known to be illusory And deconstructing into angelic form And reconciled into unconditional love. Syzygy is what you are to me A celestial body of love, So let’s connect so that…
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Show me the flow of your essence Let me taste your spiritual aura Allow me to transport you places That you have never been before. A multitude of experiences Within a multiverse of life Allow me to transcend your being And take to new frequency heights.
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We are energy in a multiverse We are spirits of the light And we connect to creation Through universal insight, We are beings of created consciousness Formed from unconditional love, We are multi dimensional, We are learning to become enlightened On astral matrix path, Of synchronicity and transcendence We are neither at the end of…
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The shallow grave is where she lays, put there by a man twisted and depraved, in a forest of such beauty ironic when you think about the cruelty, he inflicted upon her, the lifeless remains will never again stir, from the uncaring unforgiving resting place, put there because of so much hate, towards women. Because…
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She breathed in time with the rhythm and she felt free while she was experiencing something, that she could only get from somewhere else, her body on fire, her mind red hot with passion, while the flames of desire licked higher, he enraptured every aspect of her being and she was captured with no desire…
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