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Dedicate Dream

Majestic maiden smiles, complete man scans
Amazed, nears woman angel, sacred, fault free
Unsung soul's crux, unused, dumb, soundless, can
Draw down, dropp dead-end deeds, and open key,
Etch heaven, heart enfeebled help, smart plan
Meld to mimamsa aim, dharma moments. Agree
As swept away are cares. Sea, earth round span,
Uniting human nature's future study
Destined idyll addressed, - add locked doors ban.
Ease scene. Remember if metered harmony
Mends madmen all, smart art may man pavan,
Age damns all hurrahs unshared - absurdity!
Unbundle unused fund of truth found dear,
Dedicate dream! Cede man-made fool dealt fear.

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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No one wants to lose their job, or cede the power they've acquired.

quote by Romano Prodi
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Therefore, I do not wish to consider any proposition to cede any portion of our tribal holdings to the Great Father.

quote by Sitting Bull
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Senator, I started my life in a house without water or electricity. So I don't cede to you the high moral ground of not knowing what life is like in a ditch. to Senator Robert Byrd at a budget hearing

quote by Paul O'Neill
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Revelations

Winter topples the
sting
of muddled tongue.

The bottle
breaks the stasis
of eye.

I cede the smile
of history.
Somebody has left the home.

I become my enemy
in dark
for the acid taste of truth.

The moon
had the malignant stain.
My shirt has become dirty.

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poem by Satish Verma
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The Song of the Vineyard

However good the convener's intentions,
A grave will crash a party
To deliberately and perversely
Hasten its end,
The convener will cede control,
Either stoking the fires of pride
Or retreating to a hole;
And what the prophet said
About a grave and its appetite,
That there is no limit to the ability
Of the grave to satisfy its cravings,
Will be proved to be manifestly right.

poem by Douglas Scotney
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Death Of A Godman

I have agreed to cede
an unwritten moon
in a killing frenzy,
for a chequered spirituality.

Now visitation will start
ravishing the light at dawn.
The grievers will assemble
for a final scoop of dust.

Forgive my star,
for a failed touchdown.
A child stands before glitterati
born again to suffer the other sky.

Nothing comes out of nothing.
The circle was complete.

poem by Satish Verma
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Barricading Terrorism

Barricading Terrorism
Lots of doing on neologism, theism and animism
Everyone has built a thanatotherapy of terrorism
Why they lost communal way of consensus
To forgive divine, to err is humanism
Why this vitality changed into witticism
No man in earth is cherub-like phenomena
But there cede this war-mongering adventurism
The hoity-toity belief of selfism ought not to prevail
No more epitome of unconditional hooliganism

poem by Hafiz Qasim
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Gypsy Guy

Well, Gypsy Guy would rather die than hunker down in chains,
Be ridden south with bit in mouth, or heed the hold of reins;
The ones that plot are in a spot, the boss man he complains:
'The gypsy soul, I can't control, my patience wears and wanes;
They will not cede to common greed, one only way remains,
In boxcar bins, with violins we'll freight them out in trains,
And in the bogs, they'll die like dogs, and everybody gains.'

poem by Terry O'Leary
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Defining the Indefinable Light

As I inched away from your love
I walk into darkness of a deep sea,
Enveloped in dark clouds,
Layer upon layer of waves
You are the Light of lights
Of heavens and earth
Light the blinding Light!
Light the awakening Light!
A speaking Light that begun
before the birth of question
Light coursing beyond the answers
that beget but questions!
Light a beckoning
Light a reckoning Light!
A Light too high to cede to our darkness

poem by Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Ma
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