poetry
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Drain the blood From the war machines, Jail the despots Whose acts are obscene, Disband all armies And take away all the arms So we can stop the harm, To those who are innocent And struggle enough in life, Without the worry of wars And all of that pain and strife, Turn soldiers to farmers…
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Drama is all I get from you And often I get your attitude, And you then say I am rude When I choose to ignore you, So you can do what you want to do And I will go enjoy my life And I refuse to brood, Over your drama and bad attitude.
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Deep in thought Do I think too much, Do I take things To the extremes, Should I take Things as they seem, At face value Or over think things, Is life more simple Not so complicated, Is that why I am so vexed, It’s hard for me To be placated, So my mind It ends…
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You hurt me so But I don’t seek revenge, Because you no longer have That control over my life in the end, And now my suffering is over And I am now free of your ways, I won’t waste any more of my time Revisiting that pain, You to me are now irrelevant.
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Truth should be the bedrock Of our humanity, And love should be the root Of a compassionate society, Liberty and freedom Are the cornerstones of our rights, We should never surrender them For we need these basics for a good life.
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People lie, then apologise But they don’t need to and here’s why, They had the choice to deceive or tell the truth The fact they chose to lie to me or you, Means they thought they would not get caught And now they have they say please forgive me, The truth is will it really…
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Some people who are of money use their wealth to help those in need Others who are of money use it to promote and help themselves, Because money makes kind people kinder But makes Narcissistic people who lack empathy more selfish and mean.
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She is a crepuscular soul A woman to few in daytime know, Yet popular beyond twilight She is a crepuscular lover of the night, Shying away from early waking She arrives home before dawn is breaking.
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In my mind I hear The clash of classical And fairground Wurlitzer type sounds, It causes my thoughts to abound, Of spinning rides And of twirling dancers, Both spinning wildly Like a horse that circles and that as it does prances, Abstract images in full colour Both coalescing with each other, It fills me with…
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Lights sparkle off of the moving images On the dance floor in glittering attire, Around the edges I see the flames of the candles And along the wall there is a real open fire, Heady is the music as the drinks are consumed Dizzy and blurred the glittering figures move to the tunes, And it…
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