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A Poet's Thoughts

I try to be a poet, turning everything I feel
into the magic dusted fairy phrases that I steal
from scattered, peeling pages of a strybook within
the cluttered combination of my unforgotten sins.

I pen forsaken fallibles surrounded by a word
or sometimes sweet soliloquy the likes you've never heard
to transfer tiny twinkles of my heartbeat intertwined
unraveling vocabulay's voiceless valentine.

I write to make the parchment sing in choired harmony
between the soured notes that echo of a diff'rent me
I bang upon the beggar's door and scratch a little while
to softly offer spices to my peppered paper pile.

I scribble, tearing barriers belonging to us all
with scripted scenes cascading over turbid waterfalls
pouring metered movements in a liquid sea of motion
washing over thirsty souls who drink my clear emotion.

I try to be the treasured tome as written by my muse
expressing me uniquely through these hands she likes to use
composed in crying chords of sorrowed laughter's ecstasy,
I try to be a poet, but that choice is not for me.

Copyright © Curt Mongold | Year Posted 2013

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~I don't need, In case you haven't heard~

I don't need to strip for no crown, unless you desire large breast
Casarah, there's no need to be deluded by money hungry psychics, 
Reading leaves from a tea cup, a misguided fortune of bribes
Can't you see satin gold already streams through my veins
It's not about wanting it bad or how low I would go
I don't need to threaten you or order dominoes
Never would I clean or do your chores, 
Rather, I bet you look good dressed as a French Maid
Cleaning and writing around the beauty of everything
Forget the honorable mention, I want first place
This is your week, blank out the pretenders, fakers and haters
They will never have your back once the contest close
As for me, you've been on my dinner plate, since day one 
I don't need a grammar base pen, rhyme pattern to win
What I got is hotter, by far the best rates on everything 
I don't need Jan to be my friend, Andrea, to address me with a hello 
What I have is satisfaction and loyalty everywhere I go.
I got flaws hotter than the sun, strutting my stuff just for you

No need to scratch my back, what we need is a back massage for two
Calgon will give us the youth Greek Gods can't top in 60 seconds
Unwrap yourself from Broken vines, it's time you deal with--
   a moon as gold as every word you ever poured from your pen
Let's enjoy the Groveling moon, together we can enslave and take control
You don't need a genie lamp, you are worth more than diamonds and pearls
Together we can toss that lamp back into the Silent of the shadows
Before, greed becomes a misery --- Casarah darling
I got to admit 1,000.000.000 dollars sounds decent
Too bad, Michael's check bounced before it had a chance
Together let's take these sweet little bribes and make the world of it
Flip the bird, burn down all abandon houses
Built another strong community, wait, something is amiss!
Someone owes a gambling debt, coming to you with casino chips
Casarah, I'm not trying to please your mind, or give voice to my bride
I don't NEED to give what you already earn in your honest way
What I want is to win, no attorney needed - I rest my case

Love the Poet Destroyer 

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2010

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Homonym Practice

I write so when i'm wrong i'm still right, 
I fly words like planes the wright brothers rite?

This is nothing new you could of knew what i'd do.

After ware and tear I wonder where you could wear a new outfit.

Go to the store to get chips, fruit snacks too, not a pack maybe two.

I wish I had a rode mic to use on the road,
Or a face cam to record while I rowed.

I just yawned but we're almost there, that's their way of saying they're tired.

The letter after S is a T, in my white tee, I drink tea and sing the alphabet.

In Spanish I know Si, yes I like the sea, someday i'll see, after my A B C's. 

Pare look on my face with a pair of pears being tasted. 

I sent cents to the scent store cause tax for her perfume was 4 pennies more.

I turn the bass low so I don't scare the bass in the water. 

The tigers prey while I pray.

Duel fighters dual. 

I meddle, in the mettle, until I get the medal. 

Wether they know it or not the weather might change whether they like it or not.

They're on their way over there now. 

I'm sure my principal knew the principles. 

I'm about to cite what I sight on the site tonight alright.

You can vote at a poll in the north pole.

I bawled when I seen I was bald.

You ever seen a bear bare naked?

Don't bark up the wrong bark of tree.

Copyright © Key V. | Year Posted 2016

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Live To Rise

What if all you understand
 Could fit into the center of your hand?
 Then you found it wasnt you
 who held the sum of everything you knew
Were insane but not alone
 You hold on and let go
 Like the sun, we will live to rise
 Like the sun, we will live and die, and ignite again
 Like the sun, we will live to rise again
What if the one thng i missed
 Was everything i need to pass the test?
 And if i fail, what happens next?
 Can i still count on you as a friend?
Were insane but not alone
 You hold on and let go
 Like the sun we live to rise
 like the sun, we will live and die and ignite again
 like the sun, we will live to rise again
Warm my face
 Warm your face
 Warm my face
 Warm your face
 Warm my face
 warm your face
Like the sun we will live to rise
 Like the sun we will live and die and then ignite again
 Like the sun we will live to rise
 Like the sun we will live and die and then ignite again
Like the sun, we will live to rise again

Copyright © Cassie Smith | Year Posted 2013

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We whisper wise words 
Willful with wisdom 
Wickedly, wanton words 
When we want.. 

We wonder with woe 
Who will we wreck 
Wanting weak wills
With worthiness we wage 

We wonder what we want 
Why where whenever 
With words wavering 
We withhold wicked whims.. 

Whatever we withstand 
We wallow we weep 
What will we welcome 
Who will worship when we win 

Willows withstand wind 
Water waves war-locked 
While we wonder 
Who what when why 

Copyright © Fate Dictates | Year Posted 2014

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Professionals Name

New Release,
Thin line,
Time descease,
Bright shine.
Ahead of the game,
Shown by evidence,
Professionals name,
Body filled; tense.
I'm clear of doubt,
Finally here,
All about, 
The rippled sheer.
Unraveling down West,
Opening up; tall,
Best of the best,
If I can't walk, I'll crawl.
There's intense steam,
Blowing smoke,
Common ground; team,
Haters will hit;but choke.
Phrases by action,
My hand flow,
Stylistic traction,
High to low.
Artistic up front,
Surveying for you,
Messages to hunt,
Head of the crew.
Unwind to heal,
Natural mind at work,
Beauty to kneel,
Intentions to merk.
Parallel order,
Tinkering my brain,
Letter hoarder,
On paper to strain.
I shall generate,
The emphasis expectations,
Stirring up bate,
Hear my unique creations.

Copyright © Stacey Behal | Year Posted 2013

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It's Too Early To Write Poetry

It is much too early to write poetry
for the pretty clocks have not sounded eight.
Paul sits there with his pen poised precariously
next to the pomander, does this kneeling ponce,
(pray see this host!), after hosting midnight party.

It is much too early to write poetry,
but Paul has started to - he is poring
over his pot pomander with its fancy plants,
putting down words you wish I could discern,
pondering if they slander pepped up party girls.



Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2017

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SOMETHING TO WRITE ABOUT lemon drops and lollipops, spoiled lady with curlicues, trilling lattice in garden of words, dreadlocked with little keys and lovely lyrics, dulcet and vainglorious. eye clouds lifting long lashes, batting coyly at shoeless boys buffed with cuts, stains and bruises. A boy bargains with a bouquet of stars. lovely dove’s holding his hand, looking past his black eyes and bee stings. her harp’s plucked producing unparalleled verse fingers dance across the vellum strings of her heart. 6/15/2017

Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017

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What Must I Write

What Must I Write ?

I don't know
I don't know

so should I waste ink 
people will think I'm sick 
I don't know 
I don't know
poetry will command me
to write anything I am free
it must make a lot of sense
make somebody to dance
what must I write ?
I will write whatever is right
now I know
I know now
whatever is right I will write.

Drencho POET Loads

Copyright © Drencho POET | Year Posted 2017