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Ascending towards the endless sky
Without questioning the reason why;
We wish to reach the very top,
Though nothing awaits us when we stop.
Twisted by ambition and greed,
Our supple wills bear hatred's seed,
And when at last it flowers,
We come upon our darkest hours…
War and pestilence everywhere;
Blood stains an innocent's hair.
Peace and love perish in the fires
Fueled by our species' selfish desires.
No matter how much we try to erase
The sins that etched sorrow into our fate,
Despair has become our destiny,
Bringing only intolerance - and subsequent agony…
If there is mercy left in this world,
It must be in the hands of the divine
For mankind is too arrogant
To realize that their hunger
Has been their undoing…
Without questioning the reason why;
We wish to reach the very top,
Though nothing awaits us when we stop.
Twisted by ambition and greed,
Our supple wills bear hatred's seed,
And when at last it flowers,
We come upon our darkest hours…
War and pestilence everywhere;
Blood stains an innocent's hair.
Peace and love perish in the fires
Fueled by our species' selfish desires.
No matter how much we try to erase
The sins that etched sorrow into our fate,
Despair has become our destiny,
Bringing only intolerance - and subsequent agony…
If there is mercy left in this world,
It must be in the hands of the divine
For mankind is too arrogant
To realize that their hunger
Has been their undoing…
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on the cusp
it is just that when i let go of you
when i let go
it's hard to remain that perfect without you.
--
the in-between of love, buds- so full of potential
our love is written in whispers on the pages
of a book which has not yet been opened.
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that day, the sun had erased the last lines
of an unforgiving winter from my skin, i was renewed
olive skinned and feeling as if i had just fled the eternal
garden naked as i came- free, fallen.
--
the sky was dark;
nothing but the blood red smile of the moon
cut through the transient darkness of the night.
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Rejection
Neuropathy nudges
Crisply across fingertips;
Flaming pen drips as
Mental strength dissipates
Into malleable mirage.
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The People's Cry
Good Queen, good Queen!
The people cry
We’ve come so far
To beg your favor
Please grant us food
And easy labor
Good folk, good folk!
The Queen declares
I know your plight
I’ve heard your prayers
But food is scare, labor hard
And now my fancy dress you’ve marred
Good Queen, good Queen
The people cry
From these costly wars
Our children die
Please grant us peace
Our blades to sheath
Good folk, good folk!
The Queen declares
We’ll soon all feast
At country fairs
Though battles rage throughout the night
In due time you’ll get respite
Good Queen, good Queen!
The people cry
We’ve had enough
Our well’s
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A poem inspired by the harsh words of Shinseiki by Len Kagamine...about the sad state of mankind.
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Overall Vision Originality Technique ImpactThis is a really powerful piece, one that commands you to think through and makes you feel somewhat guilty as a part of humanity, the race with the most rage and ignorance of them all.
Usually I give at least one criticism , but I'm struggling; the wording is excellent, the technique is good, it made quite an impact and there are far less anti war poems on here than I'd imagine, so even often elusive points for originality are scored.
The wording is elegant but sharp,and the repeated use of ellipsis leaves a sense of longing and sadness in with the passion.
I have read many excellent poems, but this takes the proverbial!