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The day she found herself 

Breaking all the shackles

Throwing away all the chains

that were holding her

she finally got rid of the  pain

 

She drew strength

just  from within

that was the day she found herself

and realized chasing dreams was not a sin

 

Pleasing everyone

was not her wish anymore

focusing on herself

became her aim of soul

 

It was very taxing

To identify her tr...

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It's Easier to Believe

It's easier to believe
I am a child of the most high God
than to live a life of despair.

It's easier to believe
everything happens for a reason
than to question fate.

It's easier to believe
love is everywhere
than to give in to hate.

It's easier to believe
in forgiveness
than remain a victim.

It's easier to believe
in abundant blessings
than mounting problems.

It's easier ...

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Dear Santa,

Dear Santa, 

 


I've been extra good this year

 

 

All I want is a cure for my

rare brain disease because

see Santa I was given this

disease before I left my

mothers womb so long

ago now

 

 

But life since that time has

been up and down daily like

a rocking roller coaster riding

throughout a non-stoppable

hurricane that is enough to

drive one ...

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Cunt

A word underused

A word that’s abused

So small, yet a powerful beckoning of call

A word remembered by all.

 

What makes me laugh

When fighting in a brawl

Is the fact the speaker doesn’t understand

That in the 21st century

This word has changed

And enters into a new plan.

 

To be blunt and to the point

To use the word Cunt! Means not a lot

At all.

 

I...

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Feel It

Feel it with all your might
Feel it with all that’s insight
Feel it tonight
Feel it regardless of your fight
Feel the laughter and pain hitting right
Feel it like the wind lashing off the winter night

Feel it again
Feel it over and over again
Feel it like you can’t pretend
Feel life like it’s your friend

Feel it for all that’s lost with no end
Feel it again
Feel it while delivering...

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Charles Bukowski (Way He Writes)

Charles Bukowski

   Charles Bukowski was quite a character. Bukowski relied on experience, emotion, and imagination in his work, using direct language and violence and sexual imagery. Many people found his writing offensive. He writes with a nothing-to-lose truthfulness which makes him different from most writers. Bukowski was very much into alcohol, sex and even violence. Bukowski went to scho...

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Show me the country ...

Show me the country

Where they glorify the torture.

Where people are hungry

And the well- known murderer,

Can walk freely and be free.

Show me the country

Where everyone is deceived

And the people are cleaved,

The backward there means forward,

Where to say the truth is awkward.

Don’t rotate the globe

With a hope to find this country.

You won't find it on the pl...

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Lost

Not knowing where it is,
No idea,
No recollection,
Anxiety, guilt,
Fear that it is about
Much more than
The object,
A transition to
Something else.

-----

More of my unconventional minimalist poetry at https://www.blissfullydifferent.com/.

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Glimpse

Hiding in the dark

Sun beams through a rough parchment

Glimpse of a rainbow

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When the truth hurts

??‍♀️ WHEN THE TRUTH HURTS ??‍♀️

My heart hurts and rage runs through my veins and even though I don't know her I can still feel her pain.
This right here hurts and it's not because of her race. It's the fact it's another human being that because of crooked cops they have deformed another face.
Everyone has something say but in reality the real matters of this country they try to ignore.
Whe...

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Left Alone | A Poem by Guy Farmer

It didn't work out,
Maybe because it 
Wasn't meant to be but,
More likely, due to
His penchant for 
Trying to force 
Something to happen
When it really
Should be left alone
On its own path.

-----

More of my unconventional minimalist poetry at https://www.blissfullydifferent.com/.

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Rule Britannia?

What with all the omnishambles of Brexit, I got to thinking about what our national identity really is.  When you think about it, we have some pretty bizarre national symbols, but ultimately what does it mean to be British / English, etc?  See what you think of this...

 

Rule Britannia?

 

Our national dish is curry, true,

Our Saint is George who dragons slew,

From Yorkshire field...

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Cultivating Life

A traffic jam that spans an entire epoch

Is followed by daily punishments of

Dreary Sisyphean meanderings,

Followed by even more traffic

In sweltering heat and sticky humidity.

 

With all energy drained from

Lungs, limbs, and mind,

He shuffles into his house

Seeking only relief and brief reprieve.

 

As he unbuttons his soaked shirt,

“Do me,” assaults his ears

...

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Be

Others create self-serving expectations

That they thrust upon you with no hesitation.

Always remember you have two choices,

To heed or ignore the many voices.

Most define themselves by what others say,

Resigned to play the games people play.

Sooner or later they will awaken,

Realizing that they’ve been mistaken.

Then a rebirth for all to see.

Some will rejoice, some will...

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Maybe,I am not smart ...

Maybe I'm not smart,

And I must take heart.

 Maybe I'm, not right.

I am bothered by light.

 You may not understand me at all.

 I can sound like an autumns fall.

 But …I can breathe like grass,

 I can live like a lass,

Can be wise, can be nice.

 I can read between lines,

 And be someone’s divines

Look at me: I'm a flower,

With the sun's energy and power,

 I ...

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Love

{Love} 


Love isn't easy to do 


Love can be a nightmare

that follows you

throughout your life 


Love can rip your heart

apart if you trust in

someone who says or

claims that they love you

when in fact they don't

or never did 


Love is a tangible

unmistakable hurtful

lie of your life 


Love can leave one down

in the dumps when

someone rips your

...

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My Life

You know, my life,

Let’s just be friends!

We’ve nothing have to share.

You look like me:

My face, my eyes, my ear …

You are my life, my inevitability,

I am your tiny fragile destiny.

Like a wind, you carry me quick,

Or send me quietness and calm.

And I believe you’ll save me,

 You’ll never see me like a junk

Or never see me ever drunk.

Life! Be my friend!

Let...

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Mundane

My insides writhe like pit of snakes
As my mind runs away.
It flees from my mistakes,
Made with good intent,
As fast as my ambition got me there.
Why does my ego tote me around like a child?
Why does it feel like I'm always being punished
By my mundane thoughts?
What am I doing?

Rotting.

I eat the snake.
I abandon my ambition.
I punish myself from now on.

 

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Burning Bridges

 

 

 

Bury the long dead past let bridges burn behind 

Bounty what life holds be cherished full in kind

Nothing stays forever in  rapid passing of time 

There still be choices to relive your lost prime.

At the end somewhere will be a beckoning light 

Ridding built up solitude to future  shining bright

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Life... Why even continue?

It doesn't make sense... I'm not who I used to be... This karma that's destroying my life has been paid over and over and over...why? I really don't see the point in trying my hardest to be the person who's in my heart... The only thing I feel and deal with is pain and repercussions of actions in my past and actions that where never even acted upon... True happiness, financial stability, love... W...

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Let The Tide Decide

On some night-time road
with only the distant moon
or your dimming torch 
meting its weak light out

Do not be afraid of getting lost
some new thing 
may come to you there 
on the path that you can't see
some great thing may surprise you

On that long journey 
towards day's promised ending
without a real map 
to study or call upon

Do not be afraid of being wrong
take a chance 
a...

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Aquatic Stardust - a freewrite

Aquarian Aquarius,
everyone be hearing us.
What an exciting life you lead,
cosmic superhuman centipede.
I’m Centric G pause for the D:
ejaculating antiquating - even thoughts dilapidated.
You should go through twice
extinguish anguish from your life
cosmic zombie souls are sliced.
Universal detoxification 
electrocuting nation-notions
rubbing Atlas, struggled rolling
infinitesimal scro...

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Why? ?

I lay here and I still lay here as the hours tick by and I watch the woman I love separated from me by such a minor distance of just a couple feet... It couldn't feel farther away... My heart aches from the pain I've caused her... My soul is ripped in two fighting on the right choice.. I love her.. she loves me... I know this.. why do I push the people who love me away? Why was I cursed with such ...

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ENDINGS

A series of 11 short poems

 

End of a Galaxy

 

A blink

In the silent depth of night

 

 

As the last leaf of the beech tree

As the silent tear of my love

 

 

 

End of Harmony

 

I see her dancing on the sands

 

I see her                                     as she sees me

and in that moment

sand, sea, sun, surf

vanish in the vortex

until

...

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A Train of Thought

My step dad, Robin, passed away a short time ago at the ripe old age of 94.  An incredible man, he lived an incredible life, including working at Bletchley Park codebreaking during the war, putting out fires at ST Paul's Cathedral, living in Australia, India, Ireland and Scotland and writing numerous books in his role as a well respected minister and scholar.  He met my mum again after 50 years, p...

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Thought of a restless mind.

As I grow, I see many places to live by
I see the true nature of life,
On how doll and peaceful it can be.
But what is life without sorrow?
What is life without dreams of the melancholic soul? 

Just a thought of a restless mind. 

-G.N.D

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GSOH

I would not say this heart is hungry
I dare not say this heart is heavy
I only know now, a surer sense of all I want
a clearer description of what will fire
the drive, the rush, the love in me

If we're not going out tonight
then can we just sit and giggle
at each other, at the TV, at the others
can she laugh with me, make fun of me
until we have tears in our eyes, can’t breathe

When ...

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I Am Always Going To Be Missing You

{I Am Always Going To Be Missing You}

 


I am always going

to be missing you

like the skies are

missing the bright

stars shining

brightly through

the heavy rain and

then when I

remember those

stars I remember

that is you and

you're beautiful,

handsome rough

rugged face

shining back down

on me and as I am

still here missing

you no matter how

...

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Death Warrant

{Death Warrant}

 


I have an active

warrant for my

scheduled death

that has been

killing me slowly

and painfully since

the day I was

conceived inside of

my mother's womb 

 


And as these day's

fade into the darkest

longest hour's of the

lonely nightmares of

death lingering

around my sickened

weakened body until

I am a forgotten

chiari w...

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Morning Mellow

With eyes closed
I'm morning mellow
and grateful

Survived another crash
the screech of a derailment
isn't mine this time
but it only gets later 
in the day of my life
my luck must be spilling out
soon to all be spilled

Morning mellow, with eyes closed
still invincible 
at thirty seven

Beyond the pane
summer wind rips
licks at the glass
makes me feel small
and safe, for now

...

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Tell Me

Tell Me

 

Tell me, Stranger, tell me do,

What makes the world spin round for you?

What do you love, what makes you cry?

What do you hope, before you die?

 

Tell me, Father, plant a seed,

What path I follow, where you lead,

Give me compass, strength and plan,

To show me how to be a man.

 

Hold me Mother, sing me songs,

Give me rites for all my wrongs,

You g...

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Becoming

Becoming

Being

Not quite what I was

Not even who I want to be

Not recognizing who I am

Can't go back to who I was

Can't get to who I want to be

Can't figure out who I am

The past kicked me out

But my future won't let me in

And my present won't give me rest

Trying to let go of her

Trying to become the better she

Trying to find the present me

I escaped the m...

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Executed By You

{Executed By You}

 

 


It's strange how

it feels like I've

been executed by

you for so long now

 

 

Because in your

eyes I've done

everything wrong

but I haven't done

anything besides

loving you 
 

 


But I've paid my

faults and wrongs

and dues a billion

times over with you

 

 

 

But the truth of it is

that you want to

h...

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Once

{Once}

 


Once I held his love

and affections so

deeply embedded

into my heart so it

would never apart 

 

 

Until the day my brown

eyed rough tough with

the heart of perfection

left my side when an

horrible accident

happened that's when

my heart was ripped

straight out of my chest

leaving a gaping hole

there where his love

once remained at 

...

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Biscuits

Biscuits
It will take time to adjust to this new reality
There will be good days and bad days on the way
Along with other pre-discerned times unmentionable
Where life will be Mad Max esque and totally lawless
What will I do at such times and what will life do to me?
Tea and biscuits with pals or robbing banks with sawn offs?
Or both...
 

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Choice Made

Choice Made

This is what I don't like about my parents dying

The awful fucking grief that kills me inside

The knowing I won't see them again in this world

I will have to wait till I cross to the other side

How will I find myself for the rest of my life?

Wondering knowing feeling hating these emotions

And thoughts that have never ever been like this before

It almost feels li...

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Percentage You

I wonder of 100,
How much of you I've seen,
I've seen your 2 or 10 percent,
As you have seen of me.

I wonder if you'll trust me,
With 10 percent more you,
Say 20 percent total,
Ill give the same to you.

I wonder if my percent me
would be safe with you,
No reassurance? Give it back!
Lets keep it back at 2.

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Life

I crave the warmth of sun rays

On my pink uncovered skin

I despair over the loss of someone dear

Forever vanished from my sight

I wear the sadness of regret

When reminiscing

I embrace the happiness of love

When it is in full bloom

I reject a longing for things

I do not have

I feel the erotic pain of a lover's bite

During a passion filled moment

I dream of voyage...

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Life

I need you

My love, I need you.

Here I am falling in love with the beauty of the world.

Waiting for you, as if it were the end of the world.

I do not mind the wait,

I have the time.

But I have to be honest,

I need you.

I've felt you before,

and that's fine

Someday I'll see you,

and I'll know.

And even if you do not know, it's fine.

I have love to give and loves will ...

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Stu of the Steps

Been working on this for a while... not sure about it really, but see what you think..

Stu of the Steps

 

 

This is my pitch, here’s where I sit

Cardboard and cushion to keep cold at bay

Down steps from the station, just half way

Gives em time to see me, reflect a bit.

 

Not all the way down, hanging in there

Holding my own, keeping my space

Forgotten detritus of t...

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Insomniac?

I rely on sleep

It’s the only thing

To keep thoughts at bay

Hours when my mind

Releases its grip

That strangles my sanity

 

Now, in its own

Sick and twisted way

Keeps sleep at bay

My mind is evolving

Tightening its grip

And slaughtering my sanity

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old soul

old soul

good you understand 

not many do 

some are judgemental

yes its possible 

to have too much 

of a good thing

living on a mountain than hikes

we are all old souls

some just dont realize

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Nerves

It’s almost as if you’ve been 
reborn.

The moment 
you can take a breath
without feeling yourself
drowning.
Cement is no longer
running through your veins
slowing every movement,
because now it is only gravel.
Your head is now 
not filled with buzzing static,
and instead 
the distant sound of 
electric storm clouds.
Enraged fire 
replaces the
sleeping snow.

You are finally se...

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Playing the Game called Life

We live for what we have,

We live with what we’ve got,

We live through all our troubles,

We live no matter what.

 

Till that day of sorrow,

Till all comes to a pause,

Then all we see is darkness

And wonder what once was.

 

Then it is too late to care

You’ve died without a clue.

So what you do now that you live,

Well, that is up to you.

 

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Fear

{Fear} 

 

 


The morning dew is

on my shoes the birds

are chirping and singing

their tunes as the

morning sun brightens

up the sky with warm

crisper air that made

you take a deep breath

into your lungs waiting

to exhale 

 


And 

I fear 

 


And as the birds goes

silent and the clouds

went a dark bluish gray

with the sun gone

behind t...

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On Camera

On Camera

My life is like a movie

Seeing that replica Mustang roll in and crash at the airshow

My life is like a movie

Witnessing an ex dealer who'd just been shot in his home

My life is like a movie

Viewing Oldham riots on TV that were five minutes away

My life is like a movie

Gazing down upon Manila Bay at the enduring sunrise from Bataan

My life is like a movie

Obs...

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Lustful Confession's

{Lustful Confession's} 

 

 

Well,

I have to confess

something to you.

Before I listened

to your first 'sexy'

recording I got my

cock out and teased

it until it was good

and hard, and then

held it in one hand

and pressed play

with the other and

I don't know

whether it was

what you said,

or how you said it,

but on hearing

your voice,

wit...

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Take Care

{Take Care} 

 

 

 

Take care too, Friend.

There are times I want

to hide from the sun too,

so I at least know how

that part feels like.

Thing is,

there's so little sun

here anyway that even

walking about in the

fresh air seems like a

being under a rock

at times.

I never not wanted

to be your friend,

ma'am and I hope

we can put this

behind...

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Face To Face With Us

{Face To Face With Us} 

 

 

 

My white and tan face fades, 

hiding inside of this grayish black smoke. 

I knew they'd use it against us, 

dammit; the tear gas is filling the blue skies around us and as the rub bullets flies past our heads. 

I'm grown I make my own decisions to fight this fight. 

I'm fresh like I just rolled out of bed.

Their clouded misguided assumpti...

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I'm Out Of My Head

{I'm Out Of My Head}

 


Rose's are red,


Violet's are blue,


I'm out of my 

 

head with thinking

 

of you 


and all I want to

 

do is to go to

 

sleep to dream

 

of you all

 

the same 

 

 


©Tina Glover All Rights Reserved/ One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer 2016 but posting here on April 14,2018 

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