Raj Dronamraju Poems

Bathe in the glow of a supercilious ego
Unaware a giant sits among you tonight
Public praise for almost superhuman actions
We clap because we're conditioned to clap
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The trees all dripped with hairspray
The fires of seasonal of death colored beautiful frames
Spun out giants surged back in retreat
The jacket I wore before lunch, I took off later in the afternoon
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Bred from birth to be afraid of our own shadows
And to go through life anxiety driven
Not feeling pleasure even when experiencing pleasure
And to not recognize the new jailers who are the holders of the keys
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Turn around your fairplay heart
And render it less limber
Spent time in love's debasement dungeon
And swallowed extraordinary misstatements
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The sun goes down on a point of difference
Uneasy rider can't pinpoint the difference
Uneasy rider holds the reins of an unfamiliar mount
I was happy today
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Crushing peanut shells between index and fore finger
The pedigree of the fist, the royal broken prince
In a puffy state of sour mash consciousness
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You produce such splendid gibberish
Only about about 25% of what you do is actually felt
You help yourself to his whiskey
You produce a cigar from out of nowhere
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The photograph that comes with the frame is a family portrait
Slightly older husband in a gray suit
Blonde comely wife with hair up in light blue jacket and skirt
A son and daughter with matching striped t-shirts
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Someone said to me "It's my way or the highway"
So I immediately chose the highway

Someone is a pot bellied pig on two legs, belly extended and knee deep in his secretary
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No insecurity lapsed doubters
No questioning of self, no shouting
Protein free senators debating something they have not had for a long time
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