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"knoe" poems
A DESERT STONE WILL TURN TO GOLD IN COMPANY WITH THOSE WHO KNOE YOU ASK MY LOVE ABOUT MY TEAR BUT DONT YOU RECOGNISE THE FEAR THEY AGONIZE MY FEAR? WERE NOTE YOUR INFIDILITY TORTUNING ME SO CRUELLY MY SORROW WOULD DEPERT BY IKRAMULLAH JANI
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Oct 13, 2011
Oct 13, 2011 at 12:38 AM UTC
REHMAN BABA POETRY
Eye hav a higgoramous, shee tort me orl I knoe Sheez a clevar Higgoramous az Higorrami goe Shee tort me orl mi spelin and wen eye pik mi no’s Ter wypit on der carpit knot rubbit on mi close Sum peepul saye herz higgorrunt an saye dat shee iz fik I ate dem orrid peepul dey reely mayk mee sik I ope dat shee gitz pregerant an az a littel cubb Eye’ll fead er lotz of kandie an uthar luvly grubb Eye’ll elp er mummie baff er eye’ll chainge er durty nappie Shee’ll bee soe qoot an cudelsum shee’l mayk mee viry appy An wen der cubb gitz biggar shee’ll plae wiv mee an kis An evariwun wil real eyes dat higgoramous’s iz bliss :-)
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 8:11 PM UTC
My Higgorramous
in the smell of cigarettes and coffee, you find comfort,   and the space to avoid all things that may bound you or your toughwithaleatherjacket ****** front toxic fumes on your lips, rise above layers of black eyeliner fake lashes above your false vitality, lantern eyes fading, no longer able to find anything but inevitable fatality dark, amidst despondence and incertitude, masking our insecurity with smoke and cheep attitudes take that tab of acid        get ready for the trip                                         down                          down            down tonight ill find a new lover to **** me till im gone pride too lost to recover roll me up and smoke me at least before dawn waking up to a body i dont knoe you'd think i'd know better than to love a starving artist a shape shifter a person so sick in the head no hope im not talking about the beggar in my bed
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC
Unknown
Weak minds lead strong decisions you see it on the subscreen crawl a world of deluded with no reality at all. You see the lie becomes material and firm when masses squirm and hand wring over hard moral choices. See it all unfold and dont believe. I dont need aces up my sleeve. The hard drive just took a leave. See how it is today. See and believe Senses dont speak in tenses. Believe what you knoe. Hear what the truth is not isms and scisms. Think in factual calculus. A pig in a poke ? Sold to the highest bidder. We the people are reaping the whirlwind Again and again and again
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Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 9:15 PM UTC
Pandatorium
those we've loved those we've lost those we've hurt the lives we've cost we've never actually taken the time to think about these things the good people the bad people everything real there is a saying that states 'in a mans imagination is where he can truly be free, thus is now, and thus will always be' but that doesn't change the real things in life it doesn't change what we see it doesn't change the reality it doesn't bring out more light it does't bring anything to right but the power rests within our hands to act on what we feel to change the stars and make our dreams become real so that we may expand our thoughts expand our lives and remember those we've lost remember their lives and so they had not died in vain use their power use their will use their pain and give the world something to gain give it heart give it strength give it purity give it a life of greater length pay tribute to the dead remember who changed our lives remember who we loved remember who payed for our lies pay tribute to the dead do something bold pay tribute to the dead remember the people of old pay tribute to the dead live our lives for ourselves pay tribute to the dead remember loss pay tribute to the dead know regret knoe the cost pay tribute to the dead we have strength pay tribute to the dead we have the power its in our hands sieze the hour change the land change the stars change the world the time is ours carpe diem sieze the day take your life and never give it away
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Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 12:46 PM UTC
Pay Trbute To The Dead
**Love is unfair in a way that you have to suffer - in a way that you have to endure the pain, but you can't do anything because thats what love is. Love is unfair in a way that you have to be patience, you have to knoe how to wait, how to be faithful with one person. but all comes with responsibility.**
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Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 6:14 AM UTC
UNFAIR