Best Agitates Poems

Sometimes, in uncertain outcomes, as life agitates,
It can sway either way, maneuvering on the edge,
For a difference rather modest, makes the final call,
When a narrow margin determines a win or a loss.

If a win we choose to celebrate, or defeat we deride, 
Prudent to bear...

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subconscious mind agitates
                    happenings screened behind eyes
                   ...

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Reflecting back I see beyond yesterday,
Light glistening brings a new view,
The water's rays rippling about,
I set my bait my soul,
The fish it agitates.

A guilty pleasure, wasting time,
Tomorrow's trouble I catch,
Yesterday's worries swimming under,
My rod and reel are the keel,
Thought enraptures me,
Learning bending recent history.

The safety...

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Thy voice sounds like violin from distance
Melody of the holy angels
Thy beauty bouncing along the conductor
The airwaves beautified by the rhythm
A glut of neurons awakened by a giggle
How thy voice closes distance by wire?
My receiver agitates from life
Thy words transmit power through the wire.

The command...

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A Feeling So Fresh...

Ahh...! The streak of pain,
The rough floor
And the red stain.

How can I forget that agony?
They were five
And I was only.

They dragged me like a rucksack,
A feeling so fresh...
Not at all a Flashback...

The strong smell of alcohol,
The half burnt cigarettes
And their faces like...

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Sometimes it sucks being the nice guy
the girl you love isn't interested
just friends says she
just friends the next
pain is all I feel
to cover it agitates the wound
it's exhausting
I drive, as far as possible
return still slightly insane
haunted, f*cking go away
I want to cry, but they're looking...

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“50 Words for Poe: Azrael”



What alchemy to lure Azrael
who hidden until now
keeps his vigil 
in the still sound of 
the shattering silence 
of falling leaves
under the elms in the 
hollows of 
Hanging Hill 
with the dream of 
a wanton kiss 
the warmth of 
worshipping
another dark...

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deep monophonic sacred melodies 
resounding inner tremors and oscillation
reverberating incursion agitates my soul

stirring an ethereal timelessness of mystery
that transcends the enigma of life and death
and embodying mystique throughout the ages 
bellows echoing within ancient monastery walls

a rich cadence and tone larger than life
assaulting all senses...

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Anger so deep it penetrates, agitates and aggravates
Feeling so helpless, clueless and ruthless
Knowing my physical pain and the flaw in my brain is like a derailing train
Wondering why no one cares and no one is there.  Why do they all sit with a blank...

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"I was right", and "You were wrong".
The turmoil of noise , overblows along.
Rage agitates, a scapegoat is blamed.
Trapped in Ego, the "We" gets maimed.

A deep breath , through my Wisdom tooth.
As introspection , liberates the truth,...
I control and cut off, the shackles of past.
An exasperated...

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I arrive at the churning river,
with one option.
I stare at the jagged rocks below.
White water agitates across the gorge.
And yet I cross.

Forward or to retreat I must.
Uncertain I am
 of the future, distant bank,
my knowledge scant of its terrain.
And yet I cross.

A wooden span held...

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Our hypnotic stupor, cause of our fall from grace
The flame flickers and our attention oscillates
The ego offers mind endless puzzles to lace
Deluded, rudderless heart then agitates
Voice of soul, as conscience, negates

When head and heart align
The ego dies for we we feed it not
As God-essence, for...

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Feeling deep and dark from inside is where it starts, mentally departing for an hour or two. 
What has become of what’s inside is getting harder and harder to hide. 
	
Inside having pride, but always what’s inside still finds a way to hide. On good...

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word play 
 agitates
 souls
 that 
 lack the
 right 
 alignment in
 their back

 eyes
 drawn with 
 markers 
 that have drawn 
 eyes that are gold
 that mold 
 and glaze over
 like love that
 has been left in 
 the cold.

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Ticks imperceptibly further from tocks
Sally-anne gracefully brushing her locks
Perusing the papers in yesterday's socks
One eye on the news on the old goggle box

Lawns that want mowing, maybe today
No firm decision on that, either way
The daffies sway gentle their livery gay
As early the spring edges out...

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