Luminescent poem

Luminescent, transcendent, effervescent, incandescent, magnificent, fire and flames, bending this way and that, and ever changing, in the evening as the moonlight, shines brightly through the trees, oh, what glories in the warmth that are before me, before me as I lay before it on my back, reaching for the stars, pretending to grab them…

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I try not too hard poem

I try not too hard, but I try nonetheless, I try to fit in with you to get to know you, and I, I try to talk to you, but you do not listen as well as you could do, and we do not quite understand each other yet, and there are awkward silences, and…

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I need some fresh air poem

I need some fresh air, and I do not mind where, but anywhere is good to me, and I like to watch the birds up in the trees, the birds who sing so sweetly to me, and who fly so freely upon the wind, and they are my friends, my friends in need, and my…

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I know no bounds poem

I know no bounds, I see no colour or age, and I do not discriminate, and I do not allow hate or racism in my brain, no matter the frustrations that may be there, I pay them no mind, and I waste no time on the racists, the haters, and those with rages, and I…

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I Am on the way poem

I am on the way, to who knows where, no, I do not give a damn, and I do not care, yes, I am on the way to who knows where, master of my own destiny, with despair not the master of me, but free choice, and in it, it is much better for me,…

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I am just making a point poem

I am just making a point, you broke my heart, and I, I got a new start, and we went our separate ways, and you left in a blaze, and I, I turned to the dark, I turned to the dark, and I left you, and you left me, with disparaging remarks, and the fire…

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In the wind poem

In the wind, I hear a delighted scream, magnificent and loud, and happy, and excited like a little kid, yes, in the wind, a voice carries upon the breeze, and makes me smile, it makes me smile, to know that happiness still exists, and what a wonder it is, in a world so filled with…

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In the river poem

In the river to the sea, I stand, as steady as I can be, I stand, and the water of life it flows around me, rapidly, so wild and free, and glorious, as glorious as can be, and me, oh, how powerfully the water reveals itself to me, as I am at one with it,…

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In the mirror poem

In the mirror, reflections of you, a gentle fragility, a gentle you, facing yourself, looking at yourself, sometimes over analysing yourself, sometimes being too hard on yourself and critical, sometimes being complimentary too, and always being truly aware of yourself, doing your makeup in the mirror, being positive, being negative, looking wonderful, looking awful, feeling…

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In the cemetery poem

In Futura, in the mortuary, they tell jokes to dead corpses, and feed them to the animals, as men in bio suits, they play rock and roll music, and off the stomachs of the dead, they eat their dinners, whilst shopping for goods on their mobile phones and watching TV, as they try to smarten…

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