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Upwardly MobileBreasts

Upwardly mobile breasts
link together East and West,
occupying cyberspace
to tease, to please, as they unbrace -
spring feeding fantasy oppressed -
that gravity which, second-guessed,
would temper passions. These, apace,
grow, flow with honey, milk, chased chaste.

Man, mammal mammary obsessed,
manhandles, memory manifests
'I' level interest interface_
_sings [t]issues in both good, poor taste,
can't displace attention best
focused elsewhere, soul possessed
by magnet tandem ride, slim waist,

upwardly mobile, undepressed.
D stands for Double bubble laced,
succulence symetric spaced

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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We Your Dearest Friends

We, your dearest friends
Are having dinner without you
We're witty and we use it to be vicious
In just another minute
We'll laughing about you
To the untrained eye
It wouldn't look suspicious
We, your dearest friends
Don't really care if you have needs
Your hopes and dreams
Are trivial by your standards
We make fun of how you sing
And then we imitate your speech
And the stupid things
You say we like to slander
But we won't reel you out too far
'Cause after all, we need you for
Our ongoing quest
We've bonded here in faithlessness
To undermine your happiness

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song performed by Carly Simon
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Who Really Benefits the Most

Those who seek to humiliate others
By finding ways to undermine their characters
With youthful sick tricks...
Hoping no one will discover,
They have been behind all of it!
Will find themselves eventually the victim.
Since there is a higher consciouness,
Aware of all of this slanderous mischief!

And in these days we live,
It does not pay to give into temptations
That deceive.

One never knows who really benefits the most,
From being chosen as the one...
Selected to become victimized!
Actions done to undermine...
Are returned to unravel the doer's mind!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Hidden Agenda

Bring it to me.
Just like I brought to you.
But it seems you can not do that,
Without an audience that approves.

If I can expose my honesty...
Why can't you?
I don't have a hidden agenda,
To do what I choose to do.

Bring it to me.
Just like I brought to you.
But it seems you can not do that,
Without an audience that approves.

Does it make you feel better,
To undermine and sneak too?
Is this choice that 'you' make,
Give you a boost?

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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Wistful Grief

Wishful thinking will not win free world.
Imperative: independent structures here
Should be supported by a vision clear,
Held high with mission statement's flag unfurled.
Forwards friends! Dark future safe seems. Whirled,
Unsure we stumble, freedoms held most dear -
Links open - fragile sink, may disappear.
The rogue Rove Eye spies all, lies. Hope lies curled,
Hides outside oversight. Self-writ frontier,
In two decades of world wide web advance,
Netiquette ignores as censors' terror dance
Knits viral trojan traffic tracing fear.
INternet technologies combine,
Guarantees essential undermine.

Great firewall of China pings I.P.
Rolls back shadow space anonymity,
Info_checkmating hopes for liberty,
Extending control's role, steamrolling the
Free ideals of true humanity.

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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A desire to travel

I left free my desire/wish to travel on high speed sound
On the way to offer love, hugs and warmth if found
Not to restrict to any one if came forward o embrace
Offer all kinds of comforts with sweet smiling face

Life has become so cheap with all kind of worries
Love has lost its meaning and instead hatred carries
It lacks all its ingredients or essentials in true spirit
In all spheres or walks of life we are never upbeat

May be our moral values are shrinking very fast
This is defeatist tendency and it may not soon last
We are loosing sight of goal and undermine the relation
They turn sour and sweetness has no upward elation

Let is do no harm to humanity for the sake of survival
It requires tremendous efforts for its revival
It is not that environment has polluted our kind heart
We are swept away by onslaught of bad start

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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Life At Obelisk

Through the flood we shall rise and float
On tenterhooks of tomorrow(s)
We shall abide beyond the gallows
Of each daybreak, ours to calculate

Life, on the gigantic obelisk we etched
As history have our joys and sorrows
On the walls of each steeple chamber
There the tale goes engraved on marbles

Embroidered on silky clothes of kings
By bare hands and simple weapons
On the jars of blood, we reached to day
Molded us people in silver and clay

We may be buried underground
Still peace may not be found
It may not look good and sound
We have to make show all-round

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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Stranger in Strange Crowd

STRANGER IN STRANGE CROWD

Dreams stranger’s path divide
from crowd’s uneven t[h]read
who's tissue, issues poorly understood, through dread
is left behind, swirls second rate as flotsam on life's tide,
noise windmills, senses silent, life-blood sped,
bled white, so often fearing fear, by wisdom wide,
unblessed, unsteady set sights low instead.

Despite stress, sentiments denied, imagination set aside,
stranger story stores till head heeds heart, until desires well led
fire understanding rich allied with empathy sustaining ride.
Swift Pegasus is supplied
with neither saddle, A to Zed accoutrements life tears to shreds
when vested interests, motives pure collide.

Defy temptations of soft ride
along straight road which, comfort fed,

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poem by Jonathan Robin
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Hudibras: Part 3 - Canto II

THE ARGUMENT

The Saints engage in fierce Contests
About their Carnal interests;
To share their sacrilegious Preys,
According to their Rates of Grace;
Their various Frenzies to reform,
When Cromwel left them in a Storm
Till, in th' Effigy of Rumps, the Rabble
Burns all their Grandees of the Cabal.

THE learned write, an insect breeze
Is but a mungrel prince of bees,
That falls before a storm on cows,
And stings the founders of his house;
From whose corrupted flesh that breed
Of vermin did at first proceed.
So e're the storm of war broke out,
Religion spawn'd a various rout
Of petulant Capricious sects,

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poem by Samuel Butler
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We in the press, by our power, can actually undermine leadership.

quote by Christiane Amanpour
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