Best Ballon Poems

Once upon a time in a city called Paris in France, there was a young boy named Michel.
He had been called from the country to...

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give your tears to time
let them run over my forehead
in waves of goodbyes
like tides of isolation
like this bitter fruit truth

still i wanna be the earth...

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A ballon filled with air of opportunities 
Blown by the wind of uncertainties 
Grab it with care. 

A two faced coin of passion 
Tossed by...

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Thinks he's on some cool ish
But really on some bull ish
The type of dude that
You want nothing to do with

This is the type of dude...

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Translation of Les Moulins de mon Cœur-THE WINDMILLS OF YOUR MIND by T. Wignesan

(For the orignal text in French by Eddy MARNAY : see here...

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The American Presidential Election on 8th November 2016
Will determine the nation’s future policies and government
Its candidates will qualify by caucuses and primaries successes
And all most...

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When I look down at this pen in my hand, 
I ask myself how much power does this pen have? 
Well it only has as...

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Hark and listen well, if those foretoken in the eyes of hungers lust
Trapped in their illusion, trampling the Stars into dust
Forced with the detestation stench...

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High or Low on the Brick Road; traveling to and from ones own abode.


The wind crashes, smashes cans and thus:
My home waltzes in a cacophony.
So...

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The fans are wild and crazy -
It’s the name of the game…
The game that’s most watched on the planet!
No, not American football -

Why it’s the...

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This is a poem inspired by a heartbraker, who had no remorse for me.
   - She is now with another, and I haven't...

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My very first kiss sent me flying to the moon
Even remember the date, 'twas the 20th of June
My head exploded
With joy I was loaded
As my...

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I dream of magic lines but they  elude me.
Chapbook on acrylic tube  palette, janus-faced cave in 
at the crack of dawn,
crescent moonlight awnings...

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Age 5 . 
Threw sticks at the sunlit patched sphere of a darkening blue.
Can I break the hanging ballon?

Instant  raw atmosphere
  Scattering moment....

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Its Quite Dramatic,
How life can changes,
When we have so much to gain,
Sudden All our dreams shattered
& All our hopes Gone,
But from Here,
Some people stay still...

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