Rationed Poems - Poems about Rationed

...Will Putin listen? Siberia gulags glisten Hysteria seeds myopia Creeds..deeds feeds dystopia Crimea bleeds...greed cornucopia Impassioned stock shock rationed Shepherd & flock fashi......

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...The passing of an age. We turn the final page and close the book. We’ve cleared the stage and turn for just another look. The dream has disappeared. It’s just as we had feared would come to be.......

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...“When the Screens Went Dark” They said the clocks had stopped at thirteen, but we remembered twelve. Somewhere in the cracks between slogans, truth lingered like a forbidden song. The telesc......

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...I used to slit my arms open like I was peeling fruit—careful, slow, watching the skin give way like wet paper. The box cutter blade was dull, sticky from God knows what—maybe dried glue, maybe someon......

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...Reality is rising out of the earth, mixing water with dirt, the children are playing in the mud from morning until sun down and the crisis in the street have disrupted the long awaited peace, and I p......

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...Reality is rising out of the earth, mixing water with dirt, the children are playing in the mud from morning until sun down and the crisis in the street have disrupted the long awaited peace, and I p......

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...Turquoise tears stain my face Like violet varicose veins Stains of sentimental sensuality Wrapped in white fears and black feathers For love has fuschia flown away Ruining reverie’s red roses......

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...walk the urban sprawl, where skyscrapers pierce the sky cities bleeding_assoc. carnival lights bloodshot dreams that flee, like squirrels unconfined biting frost of winter, within the tumul......

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...Until last Wednesday I never thought I'd been bought up by narcacist, the thought made me distraught But then the memories flooded back in A narcissist raised me, now let me begin I thought ......

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...Red wine so fine chilled in our cups Only the finest to toast our love Mesmerized by passion and your touch Amber kisses rationed can’t get enough Teal thrills on the beach in the sand Indigo ......

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... this man tries hard with word to weave his loves clear worn plain ‘pon his sleeve not meant as gripes midst rationed fears but more shall quell th......

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...I bury my face in my hands to cover the shame because everything was not the same, the spectacular air parade was blocked from the balcony and trooping the colors were searching for their destiny. ......

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...O child of Mother Africa The tortoise is still on the road Realities cannot hold, dreams dying Hopes turn to ashes every day Cry O Ghana, O Ghana Rich and green Nation Shame and poverty clot......

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..."That was a hitchhiker" just a line on TV as I passed through I started thinking about cuckoo hitchhikers, parasites none the same a spiral......

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...A quagmire is soft, murky land that shakes or yields under the foot, in other words, a swamp. But, one that is imbued with sticky mud, where progress is slow and soles get stuck. A quag......

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