poetry
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Back in the day we knew real hurt and deprivation is what you say and you compare that to how we live today and say believe me you are doing ok, like the world hasn’t or shouldn’t of advanced, that’s a ridiculous ignorant stance, I’ve worked so hard for my family to have more, I…
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Flexing, vexing there’s no resting when it comes to the paranormal scene. Testing not resting upon our laurels we delve into bewitching things. Ghostly apparitions arise dancing in the fire light, around us ghostly orbs they circle, this is surely not the norm. Pentagrams painted on walls, candles burning illuminating all, caught up in the…
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Lanterns, pumpkins and witches Ghouls in bandages and stitches, A scare fest sending chills down spines Spiders webs and grandfather clock chimes, Kids dressed up and having such fun Trick or treating for sweets to fill their tums, Under the full moon until the night is done Kids dressed up hop, skip and run, This…
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I am multi dimensional And so much different from you, I am an open minded source In search of hidden truths, I am an adventurer of the unknown I try to shed light where there’s shadow, I try to expose the wrongs in life My mind is futile where others are fallowed, I embrace all…
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Here’s a message for the misfits The ones people call freaks,and weird and punks, That being somewhat different is not some kind of an affront And that our uniqueness and individuality is not some kind of perverse stunt, And it makes us find so much more in life despite taking the brunt, Of all the…
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Some don’t believe in climate change This is incomprehensible and kind of strange, When forests burn through global warming Ice caps melt, can you not see the warnings, Are you blind or is it simple ignorance Is it because it’s just too immense, For you to comprehend or to accept Is it scary and you…
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Creative fun And expansive love, Wild dreams Within our touch, It’s all a mindset That’s within our grasp, We can make fun and love Last and last.
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Summer days In the heat haze, We love to frolic And enjoy to play, Splashing in water Clothes all drenched, Building memories We’ll remember when, Winter sets in And those memories Will keep us warm, And keep us dreaming Of when the next summer dawn’s.
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Cronyism runs deep At the heart of society, It blocks people’s ambition And hinder what they want to achieve, It hides within the shadow Like a cankerous disease, And nowhere is it more evident Then in the corridors of power and can be seen Among the corrupt and untrusted Where people practice hard to decieve…
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My existence Is resistant To all immorality, It suffers no acceptance To hate, division or greed, My existence Is persistent When it comes to Love,light and peace, I will embrace All and every aspect Of spirituality, My existence Is consistent With kindness And compassion, Which is instilled Within every fibre of my being That resides…
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