Best Affixes Poems

I have a light within
that I've somehow curtained,
put something in its way.
I cast a shadow across
everything. It is no defect
of the eye but of the spirit,
a flaw I have in me,
a dimming I pass on to settle
the scene and rob color
of its intensity.

I've gotten used...

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I arrived before the final showing,
Before your heart was erased.
When we run the gamut 
There are rules
That cannot be broken.

There are spirals in the mind
That annoy even the great ones,
With pedigrees like tulips.
Free at last--
Or so I thought, but
All hope of winning the prize is...

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Did I arrive before the final showing?
Before your heart was erased?
All I know is that
When we run the gamut 
There are rules
That cannot be broken
And shattered like an icicle
Falling to the ground.

There are spirals in the mind
That annoy even the great ones,
With pedigrees like tulips.
Free...

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I always arise
     at break of dawn,
when curtained solar
     radiance openly drawn
upon a vast
     wasteland, though thankfully
     most (boot not all)

     bipedal hominids gone
widely analogous
...

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Book Three of the THIRUK-KURAL on Un-Authorised (concealed) and Authorised (religion-ordained) LOVE: Cantos 109 THAGAIANANGKURAITHTHAL to 133

(Note: Love between mainly the wedded pair from the standpoint of the fair liana-like “lady” of the pliant bamboo-shoulders, light of tread, fresh as the lotus-shoot of a light-green...

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                         Stateless

			…thatched houses catch fire
sparrow tires from romping in the coned-flower chestnut   
     tree
				alights on...

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Embodiment of a sparrow

Deft hand became stifled
One man's life becomes a ripple
Gauntlet affixes a bridle
Proclaimed  a idol

Fist clenching low
Archer's imbued bow
Body quivered like his arrows
Embodiment of a sparrow

Anthem for a obscured soul
Wind is a bitter blow
Gauntlet's icy hold
Prolonged the cold

Events transpired,
Such that brought down...

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Unfaithful marital transgressions
self admitted indictment,
crime and punishment,
no longer think high lee
entailing no mister re: demeanors,
I searingly weathered

(George by bushed, albeit thankfully,
no unwanted child left behind),
nonetheless one unforgettable
indelible, execrable, and abominable
professedly owned his
civil warring battle of life

transgressions undeservedly heaped
(Uriah hit about that)
(carnal feral hormonally seething
gone astray...

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The Earth is groveled by her own soul.
With her skull welting on the sky, as all.
Affixes the omissions in her memory.
Together with people and greenery.

The grass lies behind shuck's pole.
In a casket placed of ivory, there is a soul.
Below the moon, earn merely terms of...

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A girl with innocent heart is here,
She loved a boy who was practical everywhere,
Surprisingly he proposed her with a rose
And she too was ready to ooze...,

Struggled through a lot of difficulties,
Be it caste, status or people to mislead,
They glued to each other through thick &...

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Yukon just coon sitter me a copacetic, energetic, ironic language lover (English is ma lingua franca late mother tongue), who waxes poetic, but tall so one babbling, creaking, and dabbling dis arming marine naval (gazing) scrivener expressing stance toward thee present lord save us (Te...

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I hear words from a source somewhere outside of my comprehension,
A language that not even the speakers can unravel,
Its slick syllables stick in my consciousness,
But without purpose nor meaning.

The consonants of a far-off land older than time, with walls higher than the ceilings of the...

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the “rogue” soldier

one US soldier gets blamed for killing 16 civilians in 
Afghanistan,
and the whole world is chattering 
like they did when the qu'rans were burned---
this time, after the 16 were shot dead,
they were rounded up & set ablaze---
this time, humans were burned.

so as the...

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Call me a pacifist activist deploring insanity of war,
never a Fitbit moon-unit soldier of military industrial
complex, this articulate baby boomer verily stupefied,
openmouthed, dumbfounded at inane ill logic to send
best and brightest, or even those boasting commend

able faculties of body, mind, and spirit (tracing a long
jagged...

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