Poetry
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- Written by: Dr.Dopamine
- Category: Poetry
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Ma said "Wake up son good morning"
I rolled out of bed greeted mama with a yawn then
Paused to scratch an itch and went down to the kitchen
Fixed a plate of eggs and bacon glass of OJ Simpson
Just as I was about to dig in
A thought jumped in my
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- Written by: Eric Lawson
- Category: Poetry
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Angelinos know the movies are made in Burbank
Or Vancouver
Or Sydney
Or anywhere where the dollar is more elastic
Hollywood has become an excuse to act the fool
Angelinos know that trust fund kids don't work
Or go to public schools
Or go to
Read more: La La Land is the Password
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- Written by: el socialisto
- Category: Poetry
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You curse me from high
In your palace of air
Forsaken because of a taste
And giving in to the enemy
Man is no creature of fortitude
Imperfected in this underworld
The mirror’s reflection
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- Written by: wickedwahine_69
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1951
Boom!
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The fireworks go...
Red white and blue.
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Sulfur cloud shadows
Linger in the raining glitter...
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Psssssshhhhhhhh
Pop!
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Golden static crackle
Ambly floating to the ground.
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Poof green
Glimmer pink
Sizzle.
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Exploding purple milky ways
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Brought to the summit of freedom drums
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- Written by: quidquid
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 2009
Come down heart! the politics of fate
Making the headlines in the local Daily
But rational development of mess that lately
We have gotten ourselves into mate
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- Written by: Papionne
- Category: Poetry
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You would write too
if you found the pen
in your hand.
You'd pencil the countours
if your grip allowed.
You'd sing
if your voice permitted.
The ears don't matter
their deaf.
You'd sing for you.
You'd sing
when they said you couldnt.
The ears don't matter.
The eyes are blind.
Your voice
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- Written by: Papionne
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1965
My guilt fills empty hands
with a stiff hesitation.
Yes means no
in this stained utopia
of dreams reflective mirrors.
You.
A poor man walking
in the confines of your
moth ridden pockets.
Your drive and heart parallel.
Get up. Move.
Fortune basks in misfortune.
I'll fill your hands when
they display the cuts and
Read more: Open Hands Facing North
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- Written by: Papionne
- Category: Poetry
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My smokey dream.
A monochrome drawn backdrop.
Wayward ideas filter
through the formations
of Dunhill clouds.
The worn pages stained
with VSOP.
My heart pours parallel
to the pungent elixir
now dancing inside of me.
The inspirations here
within these smoke stained walls.
Shimmering off the
splintered floorboards.
The darkness paints the light
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- Written by: Papionne
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 2019
No dessert please
I'm in a rush.
Waive the bill
I'm broke.
Clear my exit
Let's shed this suitability.
I'm a fucking jet plane
with itchy palms
and a fear of hand dryers.
Hand me a Mayfair
I wish to quit again.
Bollocks to your exits
I'm going through the
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- Written by: The_Unwanted
- Category: Poetry
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You My Dear.
You my dear you weave your web so well
You found your moment to cast your spell
You took my dreams and promised them real
You my dear you weave your web so well.
You my dear are the perfect seamstress
You chose your fabric
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- Written by: The_Unwanted
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1932
'Unwanted' Ramblings (Summer in Spring).
Do you remember that summer in spring?
Do you? I Do.
Those glorious days within the sunshine
With the April showers outside
I remember telling you there were rainbows in your eyes.
I could not see your eyes
Not at that time not in that
Read more: 'Unwanted' Ramblings (Summer in Spring).
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- Written by: wickedwahine_69
- Category: Poetry
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I will
Sit by your bed side
Holding your hand after an attempted suicide.
I will
Make sure your Grandma is comfortable
When she’s dying.
