Step forwards poem

Step forwards in the mind, step forwards in time, imagine Africa with no deserts, imagine the land no longer barren, and no longer dry, imagine the desert hoovered up and disappeared, imagine crops growing in huge warehouses, crops growing more often on land under African skies. Imagine the massive desalination of the seas, imagine no…

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Sometimes poem

Of an uneasy uncertain mood, sometimes I trace the raindrops down the windowpane, sometimes my eyes are filled with tears, and sometimes they fall like rain. Sometimes I wish for the sun but there is only snow, and sometimes I wish for happiness but there is only pain, and sometimes my heart is cold. Sometimes…

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Seventeen days poem

I was seventeen days from you, and so far away from you too, and you were so far away from the truth, and you were so uncouth, that no longer did wish to talk to you, for what good would that do, not a lot it is true, and I was seventeen days from you,…

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Sat here poem

Sat here, listening to the wind, sat here, as the voices carry across the sky, sat here as the wind blows happiness and misery, floats all around, and everything is whispers, shouts and sighs, oh, these sounds, how they disappear in the blink of an eye, and as they float on by, snatches of conversation…

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Raindrops poem

In the raindrops, and in the puddles in the street, reflections of you, reflections of society, yes, in them, life goes by, often under far too heavy skies, and life is never as light as it should be, and in the raindrops, and in the puddles in the street, reflections of you, reflections of society,…

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Pain poem

Pain in the head, pain in the heart, eros's broken arrows on the floor, eros, dead and trampled upon, eros, not so romantic anymore. Yes, pain in the head, pain in the heart, and the heart broken into pieces, and floods of tears, forming a rapidly rising pool of water, a pool of water rising…

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Outburst poem

You and your outbursts. Oh, you with that evil grin, how it sickens me, but how delighted you seem to be, with your evil machiavellian schemes, for they bring you great happiness, and you love to burst people’s dreams, and you wear extra-large boots, to trample people’s ideas into the ground, and of your heart…

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On the horizon poem

On the horizon, I see you, and that is the best view for me, because you are, an anathema to me, and I am sure that you annoy most people, because from the grey clouds, I would if I could run fast enough, run from you to the other side of the world, and run…

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Never as much poem

Meteorites and asteroids, for what are they employed, are they designed by God, to have any particular destination in mind, because they fly seemingly aimlessly across the sky, and they seem to be going somewhere, somewhere that they have no clue of, and where they are going, I do not know, and I do not…

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Looking through the trees poem

Looking through the trees, looking through the trees, to a distant place that I have never been, looking to the fields where I have never been, looking through the trees, and sat in the sunlight and looking at the grass so green, looking through the trees at the birds in the sky, looking at the…

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