Best Alternates Poems

In my heart I've always loved you
Always thought you good and kind
Though I know you do not know me
Know you're always on my mind

Nights of darkness pass unbroken
By your smile and gentle ways
How I wish that you were present
Here beside me all my days

Light or...

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The left blame the right, the right blame the left,
both concealed in ideology logically lost on me.

It's not that I don't understand, there's no one with which I stand,
both succeed in ways necessary then turn sour though a good recipe.

The point and blame at those...

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Basic geometry’s based on four axioms,
Something that many kids study in school,
But a fifth axiom’s needed to prove it all,
This is where things start in getting real cool.

Really this axiom sounds very theorem like
Many have tried just to prove that it’s so
Math is not science...

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Raised on a rock farm,
Eating blackberries daily,
I grew.
And so did the world.
The bugs were relentless
Except in winter when they slept.

The days were as drifting clouds,
Time for dreaming, unfulfilled.
See the blue up there.
See the green down here,
How it alternates with snow.
To conjure a memory is to...

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Unquotable quotes: Paris, the last week of the August reprieve – XXXV Part Two
                 II

The first signs reek tell-tale
Buffer-to-buffer parking lots choc-a-bloc
Long insistent hornblowing concertos announce the Yin’s arrogant...

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You’ve drastically missed your
Philosopher's Stone
Long time ago, 
At an ancient past

Since that time
Your face was 
Filled with some
Unbearable
Dark rays

Since that time
Your eyes were 
Craving for some
Vein alternates
To equate this
Ultimate loss 

Since that time
Your heart was
Transformed into
A lightless cave

Since that time
You devilishly swallowed 
Countless animals
That come...

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The seventh day of week and month
in seventh month of the year,
number seven dominated
when I decided to appear.
I was seventh in my family,
five brothers, Mother and Dad,
also the seventh granddaughter 
each of my grandmas had.
When later, two more children came,
I then was one of seven;
unless...

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All together in a body screeching to be let out; 
The buzzing sound of their screams like a thousand crickets unsynchronized. 
I cannot hear my own voice trapped in a paradox of demise. 
How to get out? How to be free? Or forever so it...

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The feeling of disastrous thoughts,
     Of my loved one now lost.
The pain escapes in fine threads,
     Showing no end.

People come and go, 
     And change comes slow.
They live to forget,
   ...

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Villanelle: The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – 60

Interplay of positive-negative current
How Nature alternates through light and darkness
Three hundred and eighty-four times made recurrent

All symbols of family diverse in content
Father Mother Three Brothers Three Sisters in harness
Interplay of positive-negative current

Lunar year split into two neither non-violent
Both...

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As I sit and try to imagine,
I look and find another distraction,
find there's a fly in my poetry soup,
quite like a Michael Phelps swimming laps
around like an Olympian champion,
he must think he's pretty cool
using my bowl of soup like a swimming pool,
as I disdainfully sit...

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Every man holds two faces, yes two faces
That his persona always carries and displays
The outer one, a facade that is very artificial
The inner represents the original and normal.

The physical is superimposed on the natural
That alternates with circumstances congenial
The real always conceals behind the artificial
And presents...

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All Eagles!!
There is a time in everyone’s life when Mother Eagle throws you out of the nest and either you fly or die,
All Eagles!!
There are times in your life where those closest to you make you feel like the worst person ever born.
All Eagles!
When you...

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(A river ‘wave’ for the Laureate of Literature Ivan Bunin 1870-1953)
By Fatmir Terziu

The stars leave slowly,
Leave and are faced with the ‘polluted’ air,
Leave, just as all leaves decompose,
On the wet days with autumn rain, 
white sheets like the cornea of the eye,
are wrought on the...

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THE  TWO!
  -Dharga Nagar Safa

The biggest democracy,

The great Indian Ocean,

The two alternates of India!...

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