Salman Rushdie
Intrepid gadfly;
the voice of dissent.
Multiple times stricken,
multiple times resolved.
Though he bleeds,
still the pen that chides never bleeds,
nor is it obliterated.
For three decades and four,
death he evaded,
still, multiple times stricken,
evasive he remains.
poem by Joseph C Ogbonna (19 August 2022)
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Multiple
Marriage and divorce,
Remaariage and divorce;
Our sexual sins,
Our multiple lovers,
If your right eye causes you to sin gorge it out.
Whosoever looks on a woman with lust for her has,
Already committed adultery with her in his heart;
But he who departs from evil and upholds the law is accounted as mad.
Of men with multiple sex partners,
Of women with multiple sex partners,
Spiritual blindness has come upon mankind!
But most poeple never think to ask,
'Why' and 'How' did i get this disease in my body;
Yes, we are carried away with the cares of this world.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A Poem also About Duplicity
It would be unfortunate if the idea of multiple selves
obscured the fact the self is still
responsible for the terror it makes in the mind.
It would be a mistake if the multiple meanings
of words like torture disguised the fact
we are torturers, with lessened concern about it.
It would be tragic if the loss of multiple relationships
to the unconscious
obviated the possibility
of minding a more responsible life.
I say this as someone who minds
what insanity means, not what we are coming to think.
Imagination means so much;
so much depends on what's under.
poem by Forrest Hamer
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Buzz has reduced my range. Running safely with him means using fewer and shorter routes, with multiple laps per day or multiple returns there per week. Neither of us minds repeating ourselves. This is what runners do.
quote by Joe Henderson
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Men Must Be After A Woman
Billions of sperms in multiple times
Aim for a solitary ovum.
Why not more men for a woman
At least to woo? Why blockade?
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Biggest Bigamist
To dream the impossible dream,
Keep your distance, if you know what I mean,
To have multiple Queens wearing multiple crowns,
Your multiple wives need multiple towns.
I love my wives, they love me too,
But they don't know some things that I do,
I have a sweet tooth, I think women are wine,
So to get my sugar, I'm the marrying kind.
I got a wife in Alabama, her father's a baker,
I got one in Ohio, she don't know I'm a faker,
I got one in Hawaii, we have a family of three,
She has no clue what's going on with me.
I got one in Minnesota, we live on a lake,
I got one in Nevada, who don't know I'm a fake,
I got one in Utah, we both love to ski,
She reminds me of my wife in Mississippi.
It gets a little dicey on major holidays,
I have to lie a lot and make a few plays,
I tell 'em, 'I got business that takes me out of town,
But when I get back, I'll make it up somehow.'
I have wives of every race, every color and creed,
In their totality, they give me what I need,
I got a wife in Oklahoma, she loves to ride the range,
I'm having so much fun, I don't think I'll ever change.
poem by Richard Jarboe
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God: Reshapes Kingdom Seekers
God has broken reshaped my spirit
soul upon insightful multiple occasions.
God broke me with rod of adversity
reshaped through formative necessity
teaching immutability humility fidelity.
Yet through all reshaping uncountable
singular constants endure indomitable
heart still bleeds in sympathy indelible.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Pussy Sugar
I can taste the wreckage
Of dismembered dreams
Ghostly disciple, nothing as it seems
I will follow you until this dark cloud recedes
Pain of another, heal this I plead
My heart still bleeds for you
[chorus]
Take the long way home
My heart still bleeds for you
Solemn times stain us like
The blood of all that's unknown
This cursed you the worst
Give me your love
Solemn times stain us like
The blood of all that's unknown
song performed by by Kittie
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Freedom Carries Multiple Meanings
fighting oppression in multiple meanings
censorship through televised manipulations
talking about premeditated virtual conspiracy
against peace loving citizen communications
freedom saga rescue is a nice way to fight
through claimed sight multiple meanings
freedom carries hope seeds in individualistic
experience sanctuary self-phrasing matters
freedom carries multiple meanings
self-praising soul liberation's maturity
like love freedom speech perceptions
like it as if somebody else wrote it
as your own harmonic soul liberations
into your soul rescued from captivity
separate freedom from mind into hearts
claiming God imbued freedom birth rights
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Bullys Never Win
You look at me and judge how I look (and) or how I dress.
Saying freak, weirdo, or loser.
But do you stop and think about what you are saying or what you are doing.
proudly not.
Because you are trying to be cool.
But Cool is not killing someone when you say hate, loser, ECT.
Multiple times a person may kill them self and you will know its all your or your group's fault.
Because you know you're a bully.
And bullies never win.
poem by Alley Rodriguez
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Remedial Explanations
If you are not 'vibing' with the times.
With a keeping up of current events,
On multiple levels...
Get a shovel!
Commence to digging.
And...
Make it deep enough to bury,
All those standards and values you treasure.
Know this...
They have become worthless on this ship,
Traveling at the speed of light.
If what I am saying is above and over your head...
That's exactly where the rest of the passengers are.
And free to be,
Away from remedial explanations.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Binary Star Brown Dwarf
“wisdom dictates
classified files
ultra death seals
are not played
out in public arena”
trump disclosure
is brown dwarf
Marduk course
is magnetic pole
migration
poles shift
symptoms
associated
brown dwarf
sun binary star
nearing
center of
our solar
system...
for once
in 3600-year
orbit
around
our sun
binary stars
are often
detected optically
visual binaries
many visual binaries
have long orbital
periods
of several
centuries
or millennia
therefore
have orbits
which are
uncertain
poorly
understood
according to NASA
over 80%
of all solar systems
have multiple suns
multiple sun norms
multiple suns
are solid rule
not an exception
is it possible
we on earth live
in a binary
solar system
with two suns
long orbit lost?
If our known sun
is a binary star
why will NASA
not tell uninformed world
governments make no
disclosure confirmation?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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So Connected To You
There are times when I'm happy
and times when I'm sad
and all of these times that I have had
are all connected to you,
so connected to you.
so connected to you.
There are times when it's sunny
and times when it's not
and all of these times I never forgot
were all connected to you,
so connected to you.
'Cause you have my heart on a string
and I can't control one little thing.
Where's my composure? Where did it go?
'Can't even answer for I don't know.
There are times when I'm jumpy
and times when I'm still
and times when I'm playful
like Jack and Jill.
And they're all connected to you,
so connected to you.
So what do I do to get over you?
You've got me crazy in love with you.
I take a step forward and fall back two
and everywhere that I go
there'll be times when I want you
and times when I don't.
There'll be times that I'll have you
and times that I won't
but there's absolutely nothing I can do
'Cause I'm connected to you,
so connected to you
So I know we can never be through.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Is The Impersonation Creditable?
Impersonating me will do no any good.
No matter how much the anger tells you should.
For that was how I was born.
This body was created from the ashes of a previous life.
I made it stronger and tougher.
Able to withstand multiple blows.
A lot less ego and a lot more confidence.
And let me tell you I am a azz at times.
A damage to my credibility.
Come on now, what creditability do I actually have?
Other then what I type what do you really know about me?
The fact is I'm not so important that I should be impersonated for the bad or good.
Have a conversation with me if you have a problem, otherwise your wasting your time cause I don't even care.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Sometimes and Most of the Times
Sometimes I disagree,
but most most of the times, I confess that I am
Sometimes I assume,
But most most of the times, I confident the things are
Sometimes I ignore,
but most most of the times, I notice the way one thinks
Sometimes I conceal,
but most most of the times, I reaveal as I am
Sometimes I act,
but most most of the times, I show what is the real in Me
Sometimes I lie,
but most most of the times, I stand as Honest
Sometimes I hate,
but most most of the times I like the way one likes Me
poem by Abhijeet Deokar
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How Many Times
*how many tears have you cried
How many eyes have you dried
How many ways have you tried
And dont you get tired of people sayin
How many times, how many times
How many dream have been bad
How many nights have been sad
How many days have you had
When you get tired of people sayin
How many times, how many times
How many times, how many times
(*repeat)
I said tired of people sayin
Dont you get tired of people sayin
How many times, how many times
How many times, how many times
How many times, times, times, times
Times, times, times, times, times
song performed by by Peter Cetera
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For How Long...?
' for how long are you going to be like this? '-
all and sundry have shot the very same question at me-
at times merciless, at times full of concern
which has no answer from me ever-
'o mother, why you alone do not?
is it that i am never bothersome to you? '-
yes, i know, mother your heart bleeds as tears;
what can i do, dear mother?
am i not a mentally unstable creation of god?
-s.chandrakalaadhar
poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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Finding The Right One(Revised In Line Form)
One more day, till this comes to an end.
Another gamble, but this time it has changed things.
A lovely paradise is mine. In those scarlet eyes, try to fight it try to deny it.
I say regardless of the ill forgotten memories this is the life for me.
No more traveling the distance.
No need, right here is where I should be.
The animal is alive in me.
It claws at me to be free.
Sinking your teeth into every inch of my skin.
This was what I really wanted.
Its no where near as complicated.
Simple matters, desire, lust, love, romance.
Work it until we have nothing left.
Multiple chances, multiple summer dances, multiple dirty glances.
Now I know.
Good is in the heart, that's not so easy, sometimes that can be so slutty when its the first night even if its under candle light.
Those kind of relationships make me sick.
You need to earn it, work to it, you would know this, if you weren't with the nobodies.
So don't ever tell me your serious if your so god damn easy.
You were broken, my soul has been re-awoken.
I'm on fire tonight.
Dreams so silent, cant circumvent what a word meant. consciences are plenty, but not tonight or tomorrow.
Everything has been put on the table.
It's not another fable.
Another fake label.
Not more deceit behind a voice and a photograph.
Let us laugh, let us smile, let us swim down the entire Nile.
Hold on to this moment for just a little longer.
Overwhelmingly happy. In the middle of hardships.
Insects in a cruel world.
They always trying to bring us down.
But I found you lifted me higher off the ground.
Then the last two weeks I've been around.
Dead is that sound.
As is everything else about it.
And there you have it.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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On Betrayal
we often feel as if we've been betrayed...
and we're hurt, angry, scarred, and vindictive...
but the truth is we lead lives of betrayal.
times we fail others, times we fail ourselves.
times when we mean to do the right thing,
and dont follow through.
times we excuse ourselves by
saying we're following our heart.
times we turn away,
and blame it on circumstance.
times we dont dare to do what life demands.
times we choose indifference,
times we think we've already given enough.
times we choose the easy way out.
times we are not grateful...
times we dont forgive but expect forgiveness.
times we dont speak what our heart feels,
until it's too late....
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I Don't Think So
I Don't Think So
We've been through this time together
AlI in my mind the love was so alive
Oh I never wanted for another
Then I saw the beginnings of a Iie
Good times and the bad times
Through the good times and the bad times with me
Good times and the bad times
Yeah I wonder why I never see
Good times and the bad times
Oh maybe there was always something wrong
Good times and the bad times
Did l wait too long
Chorus:
You said you'd love me for all of your life
I don't think so
Through the best of the best and the worst of the times
I don't think so
You said the world was a beautiful place
l don't think so
You swore the love was perfectly sale
I don't think so
People can only stay together
If in their hearts they know they can say what's on their minds
Would you say
Good times and the bad times
If it can't really be then I gotta move on
Good times and the bad times
Is it really time
Chorus: (repeat)
Said the check's in the mail and the maiI's on time
I don't think so
Said out of touch ain't out of mind
I don't think so
Couldn't live without me, and that's a fact
I don't think so
Love is real and it's not an act
I don't think so
Come on
Good times and the bad times
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
Baby our love was a beautiful thing
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
You said you'd love me for all of your life
I don't think so
Good times and the bad times
Through the best of the best and the worst of times
I don't think so
l don't think so baby oh baby oh baby come on
I don't think so
The love was right but the loving was wrong
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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The Real One
Playing the part.
Fitting the role.
Being one of death.
Being one of happiness.
Being of forgiveness.
Many voices are heard.
Multiple personalities.
Which one is the real one.
They all are.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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