Category: Poem
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Why Not America
Why do you use words of evil and hate. And always push to discriminate? Why did you think I said that word, You’re mistaken that’s not what you heard. Why are you walking with lonely eyes, Does no one else hear your painful cries? Who is that boy with the lipstick red, Was she born…
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Big Brother
Are there weird little ads, Driving you insane? Can’t seem to stop the popups, Running through your brain? Are you trying to figure out, How your phone knows it all? When you pick up the device, It seems to try to make you fall. It’s always listening, To every move you make. Waiting to send…
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Stranger In The Mirror
I’m looking in the mirror, but I’m not sure what I see. the girl I recognize a bit, but she certainly isn’t me. Her hair is slightly changed, I recognize those eyes. her smile is not as happy, it’s almost as if it lies. Her head is not held high, her chin is drooping down.…
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There Is A Problem
What makes people hate? To go from love to hate so fast? One minute you are friends, Sharing secrets and coffee, And the next… They are sharing lies and hatred. About you to others. What causes the turn? Is it envy? Is it jealousy? Is it strife? Is it another one of the 7 deadly…
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Fifty-Three
Fifty-Three… Look at me! What to show for myself? I’ve had it all, Watched myself fall. Then picked up what was left. Where am I going? I’ve been sure to ask. Though I haven’t told me yet. But wherever it is, It won’t be lame. That is one thing you can bet! I passed my…
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Carve You Out of My Heart
I’ve got to Carve you out, Of my heart today. Even though I love you, Thoughts of you they just can’t stay. You only bring toxicity, When you come around. So, if I want to save myself, A carving is going down. I’m not sure how I’ll do it, I know that it will hurt. …
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The Prince
A lifetime of emotions, wrapped in shades of gray. silly little fairy tales, she thought would come true someday. The Handsome prince of strength, with his faithful mighty steed. would rescue her from danger, at last the princess freed. Freed from what you asked, I really can’t be certain. Free to find more misery, at…
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Church In A Small Town
In the church and the brightened room, the vibrating sound of a pipe organ, demands attention. Hurrying to the front, a stern faced preacher carries his Bible. Anxious for offering time a child grasps his dollar. In the church and the brightened room I rest my back against the hardened pew, unconsciously listening to the…
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Yellow Leaf
I watched a yellow leaf. As it slowly fluttered by. Away from where it started, leaving yesterday goodbye. The wind, it seemed to take it, On a journey far from here. The beauty of it floating, Made me stop to give a cheer. Hurry little yellow leaf , You must get out while you can. The…
Living Pure 