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Brian Yule Mar 2021
Evil I did?
Maid I am
Adam mine
Denied is one man
I lived dogma
I am god?
Devil?
I name no side in Eden
I'm mad?
A maid I am
Did I live?
This is a palindromic poem inspired by the "madam, I'm Adam" palindrome. The individual parts of the poem are in common circulation, all I've done is to weave them together into a narrative.
MissNeona Sep 2014
Race fast, safe car.
A Toyota's a Toyota
Racecar
stolen one lots

Was it a car or a cat I saw?
Was it a bar or a bat I saw?
A man, a plan, a canal: Panama.
A dog, a plan, a canal: Pagoda
A car, a man, a maraca.
Oh, cameras are macho.
So many dynamos!

Desserts, I stressed
No lemons, no melon.
No sir! Away! A papaya war is on.

Dr. Awkward!
No Madam, I'm Adam
Sir, I’m Iris.
Sir, I demand, I am a maid named Iris.
Ned, I am a maiden.
Bob Bob Bob

"Not New York" Roy went on.
Not so, Boston
A **** nixes *** in Tulsa.
Avid Diva
Party boobytrap.
Solo gigolos.
As I ***, sir, I see Pisa!
Amore, Roma.
Yawn a more Roman way.

Amy, must I jujitsu my ma?

Some men interpret nine memos.
"Do nine men interpret?" "Nine men," I nod.
*** aware era waxes
a **** tuba
test tube **** set
He did, eh?
I did, did I?
doom mood
rise to vote, sir
Art, name no tub time. Emit but one mantra.
Cigar? Toss it in a can. It is so tragic.
******, I’m mad!
Lager, sir, is regal.

mom
Ma is a madam, as I am.
dad
Pa's a sap.
hannah
Anna
Neil, an alien.
Oh no! Don **!
A lad named E. Mandala
Kay, a red ****, peeped under a yak.
La, Mr. O'Neill, lie normal.
Otto made Ned a motto.
Poor Dan is in a droop.

deified
reviver
radar
stats
redivider
testset
solos


Drab as a fool, aloof as a bard
Live not on Evil
Cain: a maniac
Live on evasions? No, I save no evil.
Eve, mad Adam, Eve!
Dennis, Eve saw Eden if as a fine dew, as Eve sinned.
Devil never even lived.
Do, O God, no evil deed! Live on! Do good!
Live, O Devil, revel ever! Live! Do evil!
Evil, a sin, is alive.
Evil did I dwell, lewd I did live.
Ma is as selfless as I am.
Name not one man.
O, stone, be not so.
Rot a renegade, wed a generator.

stack cats
taco cat
Senile felines.
So, cat tacos!
step on no pets
ten animals I slam into a net

Egad! An adage!
A relic, Odin. I'm a mini, docile Ra.
A peg at lovely Tsar - a style voltage, pa.
Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
Bombard a drab mob.
Borrow or Rob?
No, it never propagates if I set a gap or prevention
We few,
We panic in a pew,
We sew,
Ye boil! I obey!

In words, drown I.Revered now, I live on. O did I do no evil, I wonder, ever?
Is it I? It is I!
I'm am a fool; aloof am I.
Now I won.
“***… ***…” I murmur.
solEmn oaSis Nov 2020
Sa lahat ng mga bumati
gayon din po sa mga nakaalala
Ngayon ako po'y tumabi
Sa gilid, kalakip ang Pagpapala
ramdam man ang talab
ng Araw sa aking balat
Tila ba hapding may Alab
na dulot ng tama ng Bala
itong Nilalaman ng aking isip
at nais mailipad ng aking pisi
yaring mga katagang may talas
Ngunit sa Tugmaan po ay salat
Gayon ma'y ipinaaabot ko pa rin sa Tala
Sa tulong ng hanging merong tubig alat
Ngunit di kailan man mangangalawang
ang taos puso kong pasasalamat sa lahat
sapagkat paikot-ikotin man ang radar..
.......Ang radar ay radar pa rin
kahit pa takasan at baliktarin!


Sa ating lahat...Umagang Kay ganda
Simula na muli ng bagong pag-asa

©November 02,2020
"Are we not drawn onward?"
A pleasant good morning here
also have a blessed every single day to everyone and....
"drawn onward to new era"
JaxSpade Jun 2020
We stopped being us
At the start of the finish
Of who we were
With two feet forward
It should've been four
We were never good at math
Calculating guarantors

We emptied our reserves
Everything we had lost
In years of mirrors
Reflections of memories
Memoirs of anniversaries
Celebrating
In everything we sought

Here we sit
Outside of our heart
A couple of valves
Opening up
Apart
~
Apart
Opening up
A couple of valves
Outside of our heart
Here we sit

In everything we sought
Celebrating
Memoirs of anniversaries
Reflections of memories
In years of mirrors
Everything we had lost
We emptied our reserves

Calculating guarantors
We were never good at math
It should've been four
With two feet forward
Of who we were
At the start of the finish
We stopped being us
Michael Stefan Feb 2020
I lost my grip again
The cut-rate pirate promised prose and protection from the maniac
Matters to me not never
I SCREAM!
This tattered trailer tailored to the times forever forgotten
Freaking out, falling again
This echo echoes.  Intensity.  Intergalatic.
Spacially challenged to challenge spaces in between
This gap, I grasp, at grapes, grown guilty
In soft soil
That pirate Bill wrote me into his will after taking his pill
He said in final words "I'm slipping"
I slipped again
This time the fall fractured fragile fasteners binding me.  I'm fragile
As fermentation fixes my faulty circuits
Crickets, chirp chirp chirp
As she says "Take your pills"
As I scream
I'M SLIPPING
This poem is a play on word/phrase palindromes, alliteration, and mid-stanza rhyme schemes.  I think everyone has been to a point where they just want to ***** a series of words to make themselves feel better.  I hope everyone else that suffers from mental health challenges appreciates this poem and finds an outlet that suits their individual needs and desire to let some of those inner thoughts free
JaxSpade Oct 2019
I am my behavior
Who really am I
Though
Blind am my eyes
Who is the I
In the outer spaces of my Saviour
Who knows what the morrow favours
I'm just a godt **** vapour
Looking back at me
I just stared at the moment
Even broken hearts have a rhythm
I thought about my foolish heartbeat
While darkness made himself the enemy
It was the Word and the light switches cure
I thought about in the beginning
All those powers in molecules and atoms
I tried not to breathe
It was a revolt against oxygen
My conscience didn't move
Staring at me
The space just sat there

The space just sat there
Staring at me
My conscience didn't move
It was a revolt against oxygen
I tried not to breathe
All those powers in molecules and atoms
I thought about in the beginning
It was the Word and the light switches cure
While darkness made himself the enemy
I thought about my foolish heartbeat
Even broken hearts have a rhythm
I just stared at the moment
looking back at me
I'm just a godt **** vapour
Who knows what the morrow favours
In the outer spaces of my Saviour
Who is the I
Blind am my eyes
Though
Who really am I
I am my behavior
blackbiird Jun 2019
I am not impressed,
impressed not am I
with your love.
Ritz Writes Jun 2019
Embracing our own quirky ways to show our genuine affection for each other,
the silence between us spoke thousand of words which couldn't be said but felt.
He was like the wind that blew like a  gentle soothing balm to her aching soul
and she, the stimulus who pushed him hard to challenge the odds;
genuine affection through their quirky ways by embracing each other.
“I crave a love so deep, the ocean would be jealous” ~ Pablo Neruda.
Julia Apr 2019
half of us #relationshipgoals
half of us online dating
half of us :ps and lols
half in the comments hating

the other half soul decorum
the other half sniff and listen
the other half is all forum
the other half huggin kissin
:)(:
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