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stealing other poet's poems
is so rampant and rife
looters will attest to the works
being of their original life*

with a swag of online poetry sites
used by plagiarists plundering
no poet's heart and soul efforts
are dismissed from the sundering

pilfers of verse ever busy themselves
they're such industrious thieving elves

should they take a fond liking
for what you've written
they'll stow your wonderful lines
in a crook's mitten

copyright and true possession
of materials you've produced
get no attention from they who've
a penchant for something re-produced

under our radar they
do the wicked deed
could be said they are
*so unethical of creed
ilike to write out my thoughts
With matching words
So that I read them to others
And maybe make them smile
Just to make my thoughts worth a while

ilike to write out my thoughts
on a blank paper
So I fill it in black and white
For my darker times, they may sparkle a light

ilike to write out my thoughts
forming poetic rhymes
So that someday when I am enraged
they hold me from crossing lines

ilike to write out my thoughts
often within my imagination
which I soon forget
After all, death is, to every creation..
They say that they don’t care if they live or die, they lie.

For when one’s dreaming while asleep, and every scene passes with a beautiful leap.

When everything’s going just fine,
but then suddenly other alarming things align.

An accident happens within your dream. Such that,
a swift rip tearing the perfect seam.

In your dream itself, you get injured.
Within a jiff your heart beat is triggered.

It beats like it would smash through your chest.
You wake up with chaotic thoughts, such unrest.

My dear You said that it doesn’t matter whether you live or die.
Do you really think it’s that easy to escape your lies?

Everyone just assumes, at times, that no one cares for them.
That’s what happens upon the mortification of your realm.

Just an advice my dear, this life is more of a blessing than a curse.

**This universe is created, forged, perpetuated and sustained ‘for thee’.
‘Thou not’ for the Verse.
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