"unprovable" poems - Hello Poetry

She calls is jesus, I call it chemicals. Her enlightenment reached in a book of unknown origin Sunday rituals that remind me of a sinister cult-like mindset. She has faith in something intangible, unprovable, full acceptance of not knowing Her god is an excuse. My enlightenment, a yellow glass design the science behind a lighter, and the earth in my bowl. A tiny blue, orange, yellow pill, whichever is most pertinent. A tab, a stem, a cap, a line, close my eyes and see my own god in the patterns of my enlightenment. She calls it jesus, I call it chemicals.

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Oct 22, 2012

Oct 22, 2012 at 9:00 PM UTC

emma-johnson-2

enlightenment.

She calls is jesus, I call it chemicals. Her enlightenment reached in a book of unknown origin Sunday rituals that remind me of a sinister cult-like mindset. She has faith in something intangible, unprovable, full acceptance of not knowing Her god is an excuse. My enlightenment, a yellow glass design the science behind a lighter, and the earth in my bowl. A tiny blue, orange, yellow pill, whichever is most pertinent. A tab, a stem, a cap, a line, close my eyes and see my own god in the patterns of my enlightenment. She calls it jesus, I call it chemicals.

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Writers can be so snotty sometimes They think they're so clever with their rhymes They employ obscure words the way armies deploy a specialized force pedantic, pretentious, affected on some insufferable plagiarized course Their wit a mired ploy to be perceived as bright not so much to share knowledge but to be the one that's right vaingloriousness cripples the honesty in script and another puzzled reader reads between the lines of a message adrift people twist things to their advantage skew the facts to fit the page shrug it off as a necessity of the modern age most do it, few will notice if they do they'll say it's a mistake deadlines howl, time grates like a rake truth is incidental when words are fake another American madman goes berserk with a gun on a spree perfect timing for the rollout of Grand Theft Auto 3 Don't worry little directors of death and mayhem You've no culpability in the land of the free causality is just some unprovable notion you're safe and sound from any legal motion exculpatory mitigation is your right as an 'artist' 'till the sorry day you eat the gun the eventual price you'll pay for your sick wicked fun

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Sep 18, 2013

Sep 18, 2013 at 12:27 AM UTC

sobroquet

Writers Can Be So Snotty

Writers can be so snotty sometimes They think they're so clever with their rhymes They employ obscure words the way armies deploy a specialized force pedantic, pretentious, affected on some insufferable plagiarized course Their wit a mired ploy to be perceived as bright not so much to share knowledge but to be the one that's right vaingloriousness cripples the honesty in script and another puzzled reader reads between the lines of a message adrift people twist things to their advantage skew the facts to fit the page shrug it off as a necessity of the modern age most do it, few will notice if they do they'll say it's a mistake deadlines howl, time grates like a rake truth is incidental when words are fake another American madman goes berserk with a gun on a spree perfect timing for the rollout of Grand Theft Auto 3 Don't worry little directors of death and mayhem You've no culpability in the land of the free causality is just some unprovable notion you're safe and sound from any legal motion exculpatory mitigation is your right as an 'artist' 'till the sorry day you eat the gun the eventual price you'll pay for your sick wicked fun

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Insane or Inspired, at the heart of the Pinnacle Words move with e's ease, spiritual and Lyrical Typing out all Types of Typical Critical linguistic Chemicals Unprovable, most likely Hypocritical Magic surrounds shades and barriers that are Mystical It has come to invade way passed its Physical Typical... AM I Insane or cynical....

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Aug 1, 2012

Aug 1, 2012 at 4:31 AM UTC

yanci-colon

Cynical

Insane or Inspired, at the heart of the Pinnacle Words move with e's ease, spiritual and Lyrical Typing out all Types of Typical Critical linguistic Chemicals Unprovable, most likely Hypocritical Magic surrounds shades and barriers that are Mystical It has come to invade way passed its Physical Typical... AM I Insane or cynical....

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In a distant world things seem so distant, its consistent the distance is always distant No resistance, Achieving is noticeable through persistence The crimes logically committed are lost to delinquents In sequence commuting through short existence Its fiction "knowledge" the most powerful addiction Controlling power that can put "nothing" to extinction. Unlocking impossible is possible Highly unprovable But possible Do what you believe That's what you'll receive Thinking is a process indefinitely intrigues Mastering can put you on top of all leagues Every time it gets harder to prestige just breathe Think twice were all animals I can even turn vegetarian's into cannibals.. nothings impossible its logical...

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May 15, 2012

May 15, 2012 at 12:13 AM UTC

yanci-colon

IMPOSSIBLE

In a distant world things seem so distant, its consistent the distance is always distant No resistance, Achieving is noticeable through persistence The crimes logically committed are lost to delinquents In sequence commuting through short existence Its fiction "knowledge" the most powerful addiction Controlling power that can put "nothing" to extinction. Unlocking impossible is possible Highly unprovable But possible Do what you believe That's what you'll receive Thinking is a process indefinitely intrigues Mastering can put you on top of all leagues Every time it gets harder to prestige just breathe Think twice were all animals I can even turn vegetarian's into cannibals.. nothings impossible its logical...

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When I last tasted her, her lips were still a mysterious heavy. A glossed *** shine and her proud mother's grin held me helpless- a lioness jawing her cub. A cowardly actor I was, depicting a breathful, firm man bored and unmoved by this no more than textbook show of affection. No. She's mastered that text book and, by chance, written a few of her own. My theatrical mask was shattered fast by the calculated clumsiness of her apricot kiss, revealing my boyish face as the answer to the question, who now is her masked man? And still, being a scientist not a philosopher She unearths more enigmas than solutions leaving her colleagues balanced on the fence, waiting in merciless anticipation for her theories to be proven. But the essence of a theory is that it's unprovable. I, being human, need only answers to questions, her questions which she insists I answer. For she knows I will always answer them for her. She, also being human, needs nothing else from me. So she walks away.

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Sep 4, 2015

Sep 4, 2015 at 5:46 AM UTC

milo-clover

Untitled

When I last tasted her, her lips were still a mysterious heavy. A glossed *** shine and her proud mother's grin held me helpless- a lioness jawing her cub. A cowardly actor I was, depicting a breathful, firm man bored and unmoved by this no more than textbook show of affection. No. She's mastered that text book and, by chance, written a few of her own. My theatrical mask was shattered fast by the calculated clumsiness of her apricot kiss, revealing my boyish face as the answer to the question, who now is her masked man? And still, being a scientist not a philosopher She unearths more enigmas than solutions leaving her colleagues balanced on the fence, waiting in merciless anticipation for her theories to be proven. But the essence of a theory is that it's unprovable. I, being human, need only answers to questions, her questions which she insists I answer. For she knows I will always answer them for her. She, also being human, needs nothing else from me. So she walks away.

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Time, much time, beyond that humanly knowable Shrouds the lie that many monkeys wrote war and peace Unprovable even as Ulukadu exists in a far far place But I know it lives, is green, has a rainbow tail, and flies

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Jun 18, 2021

Jun 18, 2021 at 4:54 AM UTC

ylzm

Ulukadu

Time, much time, beyond that humanly knowable Shrouds the lie that many monkeys wrote war and peace Unprovable even as Ulukadu exists in a far far place But I know it lives, is green, has a rainbow tail, and flies

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Local government, wretched round, which everyone claims to care about. A storm. A virus. Unprovable. they call it “some sort of new device”-- it is nothing new. Facebook videos condemn the 1 percent, demand that we look up; I regret not looking up...I know this. I catch his eye. There is no complacency; he called it war. Little boy. He cries to his mother. He cannot fight the thought. Catastrophic moments like explosions on an endless row. “something that tracks us…” We are not all safe. Without guidance we crave “more”, some regret it; we were told desire is fatal. It swish swirls in the valley of trees; his last stroll. He does not know to catch the shred of a breeze. Who knew that moment would doom us all.

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Feb 23, 2016

Feb 23, 2016 at 10:04 PM UTC

manicsurvival

"There was a time I could say no one I knew had died."

Local government, wretched round, which everyone claims to care about. A storm. A virus. Unprovable. they call it “some sort of new device”-- it is nothing new. Facebook videos condemn the 1 percent, demand that we look up; I regret not looking up...I know this. I catch his eye. There is no complacency; he called it war. Little boy. He cries to his mother. He cannot fight the thought. Catastrophic moments like explosions on an endless row. “something that tracks us…” We are not all safe. Without guidance we crave “more”, some regret it; we were told desire is fatal. It swish swirls in the valley of trees; his last stroll. He does not know to catch the shred of a breeze. Who knew that moment would doom us all.

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