Befuddling Poems - Poems about Befuddling

...The silence, filled with whispers of turbulence Crashed against the tide of an ephemeral moment Perhaps fate has a strange way of entwining chaos And we're meant to tie its loose ends with muddy ......

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...205. She was my dreamer weave, roaming grace in my dreamland Unbridled a mystic riddle, puzzling befuddling kind Days are gone by to seek , to ......

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...Different worlds Different times Growing up In our minds Neither here nor there Ambivalence reigned Father ruled Mother gained No holding No cuddling Sin running Reason befuddling S......

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...A Sly Skunk’s Non’scents’ If you remember correctly, one night, I came upon Steve. ‘Twas a normal day that led to such a befuddling eve. For, Steve is a skunk who decide......

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...Erst desires manifest, within this dream Burst of illusions, befuddling our mind Thirst within our heart renewing all these forms Worst are fears we thought we had left behind Clue to freedom,......

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...In restless sleep my eyes fluttered Candle flames sputtered... I was lost in a dream Enchanted night with myriads of stars but the moon was surrounded by bars Tears fell fro......

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...I am a clown: silly, simple clown. People do laugh at me: I often wonder why. They call me 'fool' when I am being honest, And tell me to shut up when I speak the truth. My life is harsh, an......

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...If life's giving you trouble, Last thing to do is to juggle. The circuses' greatest master, Made a performance disaster. He was too old for the show, But couldn't let go. One throw went b......

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... soldier ... I know I'll never understand how maimed you are inside ... so many wounds aren't visible their scars, you've had to hide I know your mind is tortured ......

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...Fool's gold... In the middle of cross road I stand. My head growing heavier as I stare at various paths, Leading to different directions with various results of course. Tick tock! Tick tock!......

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...Ask advice from they of whom it seems All is as it should be and you risk Provoking as it were the revelation That nothing’s ever what it seems to be. For the wise are not known by their words ......

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...The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Four Lovers stroll down her nubile spine blithely to pubic isle Where under linden boughs and mulberry spread connive smile Old and young keep parading swathed i......

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...An ogling of her scent, befuddling, The sight of her voice, quite troubling; The sound her eyes make, leaves me perplexed, Her mythical touch left me vexed; Her skillful beauty, stunning any day, Whe......

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...She lives in the desert with skin the color of sandstone and the texture of an orange. She’s a man’s man if you ever saw one. Her carbine seems to have a mind of it’s own, never knowing, when in......

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...The time was 1969, the place- Home-Economics class in junior high. While guys got sent to “shop,” those of us of the softer sex learned culinary skills. I loved those days when the room was fille......

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