Madrason writer

Gold Star - 20,186 Points (24-07-1967 / waalwijk netherlands)

Madrason writer Poems

1041. The Perfumed Terror 7/16/2016
1042. Maak De Onmacht Vrij 7/18/2016
1043. Like Ashes I Will Fly 7/30/2016
1044. Rustnood Voor De Dood 7/30/2016
1045. Ontduiker Ontluikt 7/30/2016
1046. Huisje Boompje Reden 7/30/2016
1047. Valuta Voor Droge Tongen 8/11/2016
1048. Lof Op De Lelijkheid 8/11/2016
1049. Lot! 8/17/2016
1050. Het Vacuüm Tussen Begin En Einde In 8/17/2016
1051. Can't Be Measured In A Rhyme 8/18/2016
1052. Homo Liberalis 8/23/2016
1053. Amours' Curtain 8/31/2016
1054. De Hamer Van Geweten 8/31/2016
1055. One Colour 8/31/2016
1056. Bella Donna... 8/31/2016
1057. A Future 8/31/2016
1058. Vakantie-Ego 9/1/2016
1059. Post M 9/1/2016
1060. Beklagenswaard 9/1/2016
1061. Rhyme Of The Gifted 9/3/2016
1062. Zandlied 9/3/2016
1063. Zakdoekje 9/3/2016
1064. Agony That Carved The Bone 9/15/2016
1065. Vormgegeven 9/16/2016
1066. Citroentjes Snijden 9/17/2016
1067. Man-Cipatie 9/17/2016
1068. Diepe Kloven 9/17/2016
1069. Wrange Smaak 9/17/2016
1070. Bohemien 9/18/2016
1071. Blauwtjes Dopen 9/18/2016
1072. Oost Indische Droom 9/18/2016
1073. De Corrosie Helpen 9/18/2016
1074. Bal Masqué 9/22/2016
1075. Verlangens 9/22/2016
1076. Volwassen 9/22/2016
1077. Persona... 9/22/2016
1078. Liefde..... 9/22/2016
1079. Olifant 9/22/2016
1080. Naar Beneden 9/22/2016

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  • Zoila T. Flores Zoila T. Flores (7/12/2014 3:11:00 PM)

    Nice flaw of words about repentance.

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Best Poem of Madrason writer

Where The Future Has No Name

Voices from forests
move in to the cities
the Metropolitan blues
gets his voice
from strangers with
no choice
like Ghosts
they go back
just like they came
to where the future
has no name. M

for all the great forest people, C Turnbull,
G Schweinfurth and L Sarno and P Julien.

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They Crave Love

They Crave Love



If love is but a mere repeatedly frustration
there comes a time when things don't rhyme;
a curse such as this feeds automutilation,
a knife cuts fine fibers untíll life will chime
and escapes this impregnate........damnation



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