Best Beatless Poems

THE moon slid slowly from the light
to slumber in the crepuscular shroud

An illuminated universe lies
in the silver light’s glow

The mighty golden note slumbering
in a valley of undying silence

The distant crimson light’s whisper
Causing butterflies in its wake
The song of the moon played so sweet
as the golden...

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Fathers of disastrous; 
are crueless father of evil, 
who live in the globe, 
and destroy the light.

Fathers of disatrous’
They kindle the fire, 
and off the light.
They are unmerciful, 
and live long.
They humiliate, 
the poor ones, 
and live happily.


Fathers of  disastrous; 
They spend their
life laughing...

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You stab at my manufactured beatless heart,
and tear off my tattered burlap textile.
Puncturing the weakened breath from my tight lungs.
To you, I’m just a naked doll’s unsexed part,
while enduring revenge pain for your feigned love.
Taking mock death with a bent smile from the start. 
Your...

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Come to me, my pretty thing,
For killed I was and dead I’ve been.
The flowers strewn about my grave
I bring to you this lovely day.

Draw not back, my little lass.
Soon all your fears will leave and pass.
Your love I seek to give me life;
I’ve come to...

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my heart that beats without a drum 
its cheating starts from your fake glum 
and thundering sounds of natures turn 
instead does pound my beatless churn 
and smell i may of dead mans waste 
and see i may of dying breeds race 
and hear the...

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My head is spinning fast,
as I am tumbling down.
Troubles are coming fast,
as I try to choke them down.
Suffocate on the distortion.
In my mind's eye, misery abides.
In my charred, beatless heart,
your words emphasize lost hope.
My fear and your faith...
undeniable friendship...
my solitaire release....

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Upon the beauty of the moon, and the brightest star
Today just might be the last,day, I could have by far.
The gazing sapphire region, of my deadly blue eyes
Turning cold as stone, forgetting to say my goodbyes.

Must oneself pass and see, the eternal shinning white light...

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Formation of water appearing on his head

Lying lifeless the beads of cold run down to his heart

Beatless it waits for any sign of life

Like a rose, his body insists for the morning sun

His soul left him not 2 hours ago

Cut down short by a dagger...

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Its not the only time u ignored me baby
Its not the only time u made me lonely
Made me soulless left my heart to go beatless
Left me breathless doesn't matter if i became restless
Its not the only time u made me cry
Its not the only time...

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My eyes see no place to go_
My eyes are the window to my soul_
My heart feels empty and cold,_
My heart feels beatless and old_
My life is blowing along with the wind_
My life was over before it even begin_
My brain is the boss_
My brain has me...

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close my coffin and let me be
because with blind eyes i cannot see
with a broken heart it cannot beat
with empty lungs i cannot breath
nightmares watching over me
with empty dreams of you and me
scattered pictures in my head
fills my beatless heart with dread...

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This poetry is inspired by the NCoV (Novel Coronavirus) pandemic.

No bell can buy a rose
By SirKnor

I need a rose as my mom is sick.
Her body is really weak.
A rose can cheer her up,
And a tea in her favorite cup.

But roses are getting expensive lately.
Where can...

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Twisted minds subcultured kinds
sounds from in the night
it takes away the light from day
and makes thier life not right.

Angry words cut like a sword
they often disagree
once not at all now to great the wall
taking her away from he.

It brings him down this round and round
why...

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Twisted minds subcultured kinds, sounds from in the night
it takes away the light from day and makes this life not right.
  angry words cut like a sword,we often disagree
  once not at all, now to great the wall,taking you away from me.
It brings...

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No because sometimes reassurances aren't enough, you know?
Sometimes it isn't enough to remind yourself that you are alive despite whatever atrocities you've ever faced.
Sometimes telling yourself that it'll eventually get better, just isn't enough anymore.
Because sometimes bleeding feels better on the inside and it's a...

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