Best Words Poems

I often scribble in the sand 
The words I find so hard to say
And hope the wind will come along 
And blow them all your...

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Write here, right now. Write now, right here!
Capture the moment while it's near 
and seize the day. You now know how: 
write now, right here;...

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I speak my thoughts with gentleness
The things I need to say with care
Thoughts held in my hands, gone through my fingers,
balanced on my fingertips...
... sent...

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~The best poem ever~

Without saying a word I’m going to go where no one has gone before.
A twilight zone, only God and I know of....

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ONE WORD~

Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, 
Running through my mind,
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis, 
Running through my veins,
               ...

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Passing through framed windows like ours,
I recall your tales of reckless war and lost friends
that burned your innocence at 21... and though
you claimed flashes of...

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her words,

 now naked.

Finally 

letting them       e
            ...

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"England and America are two countries separated by a common language." 
                ...

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Liquid Heaven

A feast for my womanly inner beast!       
I tease, I please, you have me on my knees
I wring...

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She had so many chances
     Yet she kept muffin it up
Butter intentions were good
     Just not much...

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This song is for my mother
Let her hear me cry
I couldn’t bring myself to write it
‘Til this darkened day arrived
A song about old promises 
Made...

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it began so innocently
we exchanged ideas on poetry
his art, the suffering he endured
he preyed upon my compassion
as he meticulously bided his time...

i felt safe as...

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Critics

Wrote a poem in the sand,
Wonder how it fares if left alone,
Will it bear on its own merits
Or juxtapose by meddling hands,
Meantime, sun-dries it again,
Wind...

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It was quite a time
when with my mind you used to rhyme
and in the tune of my heart you sign.

That time was quite long
when I...

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Deeply dipped in red, the Heart of a Rose
explaining the motive behind this act
Purpose being, to open and expose
knowing not how, the Soul will truly...

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