Best Ambiances Poems

Emartra Van Doyle, II was a powerful leader.
As a powerhouse, he knew this was his golden age.
He formed leaders and defeated procrastination.
He prepared them for the world to come.
A connection of minds he was assembling.
Amass of intelligence that could construct and destroy.
When the time comes,...

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Splattering, splashing, sputtering
Droplets wet everything, everywhere
Spraying waters in wishes, reflections
Captured amid the depths of puddles
Mirroring the gentle flow of liquid
With hues of dampened, drenching
Sentiments, sensations, sweet soothing
Sounds of rain covering the surface
Of cool, black earth – running away
On seas of flowing energies, soul
Quenching streams of...

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A Vibrant Night 

At night 
When the city is 
Lit with lights and literature 
Locals and visitors 
Ambiances and silhouettes  
Dances with the wet backdrop 
And the foreground 
Maybe a  new York playground 
The smell of the sound of savory sausage
Sizzling on the...

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Hoping if I return there will be an open home 
I don’t want to be alone
The shut door that locked me out
Do anyone have a key until I figure what this is about
I’m emotionally damaged like an original sin
Eliminating the silence so whose going to...

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I

In the solitary hours
my ears play tricks on me.
Call this a confession if you will.
I hear things that I don't want to,
People talking indescriptively,
Electronic tones and beeps.
There are no voices in my head
Except my own,
The occasional lyrics of a catchy song,
And the imagined calling
Of my...

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By  Gilbert Mapengo Mwanguku


Unable to stand the horrendous cacophony
that comes with the holly typhoons from the west
A dwindling struggle for life with a riffle 
while the edges smuggle maggots and goats

Red eye is the destined transition
yet blue is the nature of the pupil 
yellow...

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BORN IN THE MIDDLE EAST
By Eddie Egbelo Ntebri

Alas thy has been born; from thy dark mother’s womb
To inhale the venomous air from thy bleeding ambiances
What a conclave; concealed by dusty decisions 
Dejection and pity shelters thy unpolished skin; 
Leaving thee with regrets of a propelling...

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An aching sun falls, hesitant
Against the hills who tremble with autumn
Leaves, both gentle and fanatical,
Dancing to the melodies of truth, erasing
All of summer’s golden muse…

Twirling through the moments, peaceful
Ever changing, exchanging fresh green
For the hopefulness of blazing crimson, amber
And breathless golds who test the moments
With...

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NATURE by Jeanette Jones based on the Portrait No. 2 of Carol Nye Rhoades (Robinson) by Kathrine Nash Rhoades (1915) 

NATURE 

My feet, my feet chilled to the bone, 
as I sit, sitting here alone. 

Sharpening itself, the wind embraced; 
slicing a piece of me,...

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Nursing dreams around a campfire
Bleeding inspiration through the smiles
Laughter like blessings raining down
On the hearts who share this sweetness
A whisper of dreamy wonder twinkling
Like stars who wink at the night sky
From their home on high, above a world
Of music, songs drifting on winds
Healing hopes and...

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Why life has to suffer these innumerable pain to Herculean death, the 
Market of souls prestigious concise with crystal cry, ambiances where 
People glorify which guarantee not any soul to solve it galaxies of answers.

The sweetness of life is light flash with strong pulses not...

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I've used up nearly all the primes of my life,
Heard all the whistles, bells, and chimes of my life,
And traced the seasons and the times of my life
Through the ambiances and climes of my life.
The squandered nickels and the dimes of my life,
The acts of...

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With each passing season, there comes inspiration
Painting joy and love on the heart, soul and spirit

In colorful hues of scarlet, violet and gold
Spring's brilliance flows silently, a caress
With sunny vibrance, the moments are pulsating
Summer's whisper laughs expectantly over the senses
Cloaked in exciting shades of amber,...

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The Imaginative Lad


The blissful boy at the kitchen
table,delineating his Christmas list.
His Pomeranian puppy licking his cold, 
growing, beautiful toes.
Hot chocolate ambiances and
wheat toast, zephyrs up his nose.

He is a prodigious  child,with a
temperament, so marvelously mild.
Learning from grandmother to
write classic poetry.
"No one-liner poems from you,"
pronounced she.
"Use...

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Even the stars tremble, ever so faintly, glistening
Revealing the heartbreak beneath the breath,
Stars, still as night, they listen… 
Beyond the shudders, the tremulous sighs,
Disturbing the silent prayers of dusk,
Aching to invite the shadows, from their dark,
Through the door of destiny, to a fated…
Sea of make...

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