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Best Poems Written by Rebecca Pike

Below are the all-time best Rebecca Pike poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Dear Sincere

So many turns to take 
That will make me carry all my mistakes
The twists in the tales
Have left me with an empty pail
Of all my hopes and dreams
I feel I am ripping at the seams
Ready to burst with fears 
And let loose these useless tears
I am being tied down 
While wearing this crown 
Of nothing it seems
With all these useless schemes
That have no meaning 
To my demeaning
I cry with words 
That are in these herds
So yet are lost
With the window of frost
That is left unclear
With this dear sincere

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Winter Silence

When it is snowing
At night, go out and explore
With endless silence

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Beautiful Dove

For many times I have walked these roads
Looking for something 
But what, I do not know 
It ties me to the bow

In a knot, in a bundle
For some odd reason 
It won’t let me go
So will you take me to my show?

To end this story 
To end this life 
Of searching and wandering 
To end this pondering

To let me live the life
I was meant to live
And not be trapped in this cage 
Where I will begin to age

It feels like glue is in my wings 
Binding me to this earth
So please
Set me free

So I can fly away 
And live my life to the fullest 
But just know 
I will not let you go 

You are a part of me
That I cannot forget
So if you care to love
Let me fly away like a beautiful dove

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Grazing Grass

Wind blows through the air
Grazing the grass as it goes
Flowing through the breeze

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Wonderings of Now

This lullaby 
It seems so pure 
Love, laughter, with life’s happiness
So perfect it seems to be
Without fault we seem not to live 
Life as a child was so easy then
Nothing is as perfect as it seems
As the melody breaths aloud 
With all the misfortune 
Of the living that is around 
Some do not seem to realize
The others that surround
That are upon this stricken land
Sing me to sleep 
With the troubles of tomorrow
The regrets in the past 
And wonderings of now
In this present time we live 
With this story of a life 
That goes on forever 
Sometimes doing it all over again

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I Am the Moon

I go down with the stars
As the sun comes up for dawn
Sometimes you can see me when the sun’s up
I am barely seen up high in the sky
Peeking through the clouds
For who am I?
When it’s night I will shine bright
For I am the moon
I give just enough light
So it’s not too dark for you to see
But not too bright
So you can sleep at night

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Different For All

The pain of knowing is unbelievable 
The sorrow that is concealed within 
There seems to be no hope at all 
So unrealistic but it is real 
It’s life that we face
With all these hard times that come 
We realize how so many things
Will mean so much to us
Until the moment they disappear 
That reality will hit us 
Like what it’s different for all

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The Life of My Demise

I am a wandering doe 
Where shall I go?
I will ponder on these thoughts
That are tied in knots
I have nowhere to be 
But only be me
The life of my demise

Me, myself and I
With all these thoughtless lies
When will I know 
From the very tips of this bow
I feel like a complete naught
Where will I be taught?
The life of my demise

Hits me at my knees 
It forms in the shape of a ‘t’
Like a cross 
I am at a loss
For words which are mine
Where will we dine?
The life of my demise

The final saying
That will be playing
Is of course what I sigh 
The life of my demise

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My Glory Days

No one will listen
No one will hear
Can’t get it to stop 
Just let it drop

I’m tired and confused
For once hear me out 
To speak my mind 
To get it all behind

Of all the times I’ve hated most 
The regretful years
The difficult past
Can you please just let me pass?

Get it to go away 
Out of my life 
Out of my head
And just let me go to bed

Get back to the good times
That I wish I could have 
That I am at now
So I can take a bow

To finish this show
The end of the play 
The end of the story 
To get me to my glory

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Untilted

Some things disintegrate to dust 
In the ghost of death
It’s hard to admit, but we forget
Lest we forget

You can still notice it, but just barely
Thin lines composed on a piece of paper
From where the coldness of the paper on top
The outline of it, the reflection

Always there lingering around every corner
Waiting, following, watching; the trails of its ghost
No one is capable to put an end to it, let alone stop it
Happening all the time, going unnoticed

Sometimes we don’t want to know why
To scared, vulnerable, easy prey
It follows us everywhere, lingering in our shadow
Always on the fringes of our very existence...

A ghost of a whisper