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md-writer Apr 2019
if one man dies,
that's one too many
when reaping wheat or grain,
but war brings greater goals
to life, and its actors
seek for more
than simply life or death:

honor, glory, strategy,
the safety of the fatherland
- all these are lifted higher than
the value of one life.

barbaric? or enlightened.

one thing's sure:
life's too precious to be spilt
by ordinary means.

pinned down beneath a falling tree?
tragedy.
but if mowed down by cannons
that man is suddenly a hero
fallen and remembered,
given medals and
(too late)
an overflowing cup of praise;

for that man's death was worth it.

so they say.
April 6
Asominate Apr 2019
Is it a new beginning
Or an old end?

Is it goodbye to a true enemy
Or hello to a fake friend?

Imprisoned, but...

Is is you
Or me behind the bars?

Are we keeping you out
Or keeping me in from where you are?
Ella Downing Mar 2019
Appetiser
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A fresh, hot glance in the mirror

To start
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A lingering feeling of fat-shame served on a bed of between-wash hair with a  dash of blemishes

Main
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An overture of ovulating positivity, a feeling of unfiltered joy and self-love.
Braisen confidence with likeability

Amuse bouche
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Insufferable indecision

Dessert
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A sharp (too sharp) sting of sarcasm washed down with a sweet apology chaser.
To turn jealousy to lost illusion,
and make love acceptable confusion.
This is the aim of trusted devotion—
love completely in spite of emotion.

To stay warm in the shiver of despair,
and to boldly love without fear of fear.
This is a healthy heart’s true sensation—
love love when loving feels like damnation.

To find comfort in intense affliction,
and then love with both doubt and conviction.
This is the comfort of a heart that’s sure—
loving an imperfect love that is pure.

To embrace the unknown and understand,
and find in small things a love to expand.
These are ways love’s paradoxes grow—
love is loving what love can never know.
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Drusila Mar 2019
Isn't it amazing that when we are unhappy,
we own our pain and misfortunes solemnly to ourselves,
but when we have the much-expected encounter with happiness,
Never ours to possess
it comes from the arduous effort,
that without appeal is given from our family and friends.
How delightful!
Àŧùl Mar 2019
If it is a BullDog;
Will the female be:
A HeiferBitch?
My HP Poem #1736
©Atul Kaushal
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2019
At birth
We all are humans

Let’s remain
The same
Genre: Inspirational Abstract
Theme: A Plea
mikarae Feb 2019
I am paradoxical;
an oxymoronic anomaly.

all my nightmares are made
of daylight,
but I’ll still sleep to escape
the darkness.

I am paradoxical;
an absurd abnormality.

it’s a chaotic peace,
loud with it’s bated breath
and bittersweet ring.

I am paradoxical;
an irregular oddity.

my counterparts are contradictory,
and I change to chance
the possibility
that opposites attract.

and we’re all just paradoxed;
argumentative attractions.

there’s no stopping at the end,
when the sun is low
in the soft red sky.

where my nightmares are made
of daylight,
but I’ll still sleep to escape
the darkness.
this statement is a lie.
Vasilis Jan 2019
I may fool myself,
But dont be fooled you dont.
I mean yourself
To think you know.

Its a deeper meaning,
A closer look,
The ones-self i mean
To define as a whole.

Its not just this term
That words cant describe.
Each letter of any language,
The meaning depends on how you write.

But who gives the meaning?
And how it came to be?
If someone continuesly trys to wonder,
The mind will set to agony.

Your only comfort is your inner peace
And you constantly looking to find.
What many have died in search for,
Its only a threat and your mind will decline.

So you can't understand yourself,
Because there is no meaning in ones-self.
Its a paradox world which you only have to accept.
1st attempt :)
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