Best Arduously Poems

Maybe this can't be saved.

One more short year and I'll never see her again. I'll always be wondering about 
her but it's better left that way. Never been able to face the truth. Even now.

We were all each other needed, some childish indestructable duo of...

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It is like a drunk
or addict reaching that 'so called' stopping off point. That point
where one can't imagine life with or without the fix. Writing is like that.
Obsessive, progressive, addictive. A fix. Scribes need it to 'feed the rat.'

Recently I have felt
overwhelmed reading all of...

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You suddenly appeared to me Jesus.
You were sitting in the lotus position
in your raiment of colorful robes. . .levitating.
Your wavy long locks had turned grey.
You did not speak to me, you just
looked at me with your kindest eyes
and raised a cup in my honor and
then...

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Bring all your revenges to the table
Sit them down and serve them well
Crystal cut glass, French Champagne
And listen to the stories that they will tell

Place guilt across from regret
Whilst heartbreak and sin reacquaint
Thoughts starched up cotton napkins
Dine with both the sinner and the saint

Lies like...

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Waiting. The minutes groan arduously.
Somehow, perhaps – my heart fails to beat
with the rush of your momentary attention.
Perched precariously on spikes
Flesh colored, yet artificial – 
Manikin fingers, fidgeting.
Mournfully drenched in factious apology.
Our eyes meet briefly, then dart with bashfulness,
Choreographed precisely. 
Words uttered repetitively from wine...

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What is fear?
It clutches and binds you;
Its clinch constricts your conscience and gestures.
It degrades and damages you;
Its triumph abolishes your own proficiency to prosper.
It stops and holds you;
Its impeccable knack of holding you still is impassable.
It overcomes and you surrender;
Its will to thwart your approach...

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         Life,
	The Game
	Written: by Tom Wright
	10/13/01  
	
	I did not choose the game,
	The game chose me.
	My only choice,
	Has been my manner of play.
	I've played arduously,
	Making plays,
	Both decent and abject.
	My final quarter finds clock running,
	And the goal in...

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I have walked miles on efficient spaces,
Have burnt myself in three Summers;
And also got frozen thrice under icy Winters,
Ooh…! I am an old man now;
Ageing to last for 36 months and still breathing.
But a reluctant ignorance these days,
Hesitantly makes my paranoia to wait,
For my accidental...

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‘WHITE ETERNAL LIGHT’

Talc powder feathered wings, gracefully a white dove brings 
 Spiritual promises of pacifist mediation, connecting our soul – timeless hope, appreciation
Light of the world, luminosity glow— Heavens majestic rainbow
Chosen by Him in His glorious creation
Resurrected from sin, merciful, pardoning grace from within

Peacemaker,...

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an apology approaches awesome ambience
adverse advances amass at altars
academically aroused arcades are absolved

astonishingly abrupt adverbs articulate arduously
atlas awakens all around
arrggghhhhh audacious aardvarks attack aimlessly...

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For the longest time, I could not speak your name.
I could not write it; I could not bear to think it. 

I was angry.

I was too young, too vulnerable, too powerless.
There was no justice for me, a mere girl.

I hated you.

Every fiber of my being...

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Cataclysmic Lovers Spirit,


Love, lover, you arrive and tame the wild spirit inside,
Set the pace, it slows to a walk to observe and feel and look and notice,
Drops of dew on a rose petal,
Pink sunsets sets, high above in a sun punched sky over a shorn...

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Finally, my inventions did pay,
Your music, often got air-play,
Life had been extremely good,
Even though day-by-day,
We often misunderstood,
Why the road was so arduously laden,
With the affairs our lives had undertaken.

Somehow, we weathered that turbulent storm,
Deceiving ourselves, this was the norm,
Now that the tempest has faded,
And our...

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There's an intrinsic dimension deep within my heart.
Its capacity for love and pain, I cannot explain or measure,
but when love takes hold of it, it refuses to be swayed
from taking an emotional journey, arduously pursued.

It's said a heart can be treacherous. I know that to...

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When I had to take a special car back to Liverpool
Through the speedily running windows, on the rolling hills
The Yellow Acacia continued to flash before my eyes
Like the joyful lights beating beside the road in seam...
They are messengers of spring, coming with hope
To light up...

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