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poetry

  • Live long

    Contain the spirit And grow the soul, Let your heart pound May your thoughts be bold, Focus your mind Don’t ever be controlled, We’re not getting out of here alive But live this life until you’re old, And be sure to leave your mark.

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  • Tigers burn bright

    Tigers burn bright

    Land of the tiger The tiger burns bright, Resonating in orange red light, Prowling the forest Appearing from the dense trees, Tiger, tiger, stealthy as can be, Tiger, tiger eyes that see all In its tiger kingdom between India and Nepal. Image courtesy of Pinterest

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  • Imposed isolation

    Forced together In isolation, We were ready to explode All of our tolerance and patience, Started to dissolve Staring at one another Losing our resolve, As we were watching each other break Tensions were growing higher Love was wearing thin, We could feel the walls As they were closing in, Suffocating from a slow form…

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  • Addictions worth

    Addicted Afflicted Conflicted Controlled By a bad habit An attachment To suffering And the destruction Of life.

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  • Drug worth

    Catastrophic Narcotic Necrotic Chaotic A life and death Of suffering and pain.

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  • The flow

    Agitate the flow Nurture all life And help it grow, Stimulate the depth Of life’s creative seed, I feel the tears I watch it bleed, Reinvigorating all I see This is the vow It’s underwritten deed, You be you And I will be me, In spirit and in love Reality and fantasy, We need to…

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  • Subway sect

    We are the subway sect The subterranean people, Like the rats in the sewars We plot our rebellion, Planning to bring about revolution, To establish equality And a fairer, kinder society, We are the subway sect The underground species, We are the subterranean race Forced to live in poverty And wallow in hardship, We are…

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  • You mean nothing to me

    Retribution has never been my way Do me a bad turn and I won’t trust you again, Revenge may be a dish best eaten cold But I would waste my time and I won’t give you that control, But don’t think because I say this is my way Don’t think you’ll be forgiven or I…

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  • Panic attack

    Lucky me., For I can still breathe Despite all my sensors, which freeze, In the wake of all adversity My ears hear, my eyes see, My mind spins, I go dizzy, Caught in rapture of a chaotic moment Trapped in a place of anxious torment, Unable to react in any rational way It’s as if…

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  • Beneath the canopy

    Beneath the canopy

    I walk in the forest and animals screeching I look up at the trees so tall as they are reaching, Up into the sky, I feel so small beneath them I see deer, rabbits, foxes and a badgers den, This is nature in it true wild and wonderful glory All around you see the beauty…

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