Best Boding Poems

Continued from Part 1

Hungary hounds harangue the highlands,
howl at skies and desert islands…
Below, unfettered carbon crows conceal the parting path she chose

Lighthouse lamps and lanterns lolling…
Mute abandoned fleets are calling…
The shallow shadowed portholes vaunt dim traces of the past that haunt

Curved magnetic curtained faces
yearn contorted...

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AMERICA, OH AMERICA

America, oh America, the mother of Exiles,
Mighty woman with a torch,
Towers high as a top notch
Whose flame is the imprisoned fire
With conquering limbs empire,
Astrife from kingdom to kingdom
Aiming to regulate the world's freedom
Fooled the world, psychopathic savagery
Comes a nightmare nation's can't win. Sadly
Inciting...

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In a chariot of fire in the sun
  blew a pale horse and pale rider’s last breath,
and on your grave sings a boding raven
  in the shadows of the valley of death.
Where no graven image rise from its bones,
  only a cold...

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On gossamer lips
Wisped coppery tendrils
Showering sparks
Riding evening breezes
That radiate off my
Eyelashes in papery
Wet slivers
Sticking only when
Your song of ill-boding
Is breathed over me
Its primitive amity
Contused and crusted
On baneful syllables
In sweet consummation
Where at last I see the
Crumbling bouquet
That’s falls
Onto your pages...

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I am being held hostage by a pressing force of incognizant, and I am impregnated in a world of spiraling storms of confusion.
  Fragments of memories prods my mind. Sudden and swift memories of my failings and sins are but a measured minute of...

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At home, I have witness them all,
 Witness the process of germinating
 From precious seed sown amongst thorn and tares,
 To taken root, even when there’s no chance
 There is unverified full hatred,
 Wild spurious jealousy from unlikely,
 To nothing he would amount, voices their...

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                     I
One more my friend, one more
  ice cold beer golden filled,
till I alone face my mortal end
  and by its treachery killed.
Where...

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I miss you, my love; oh, how I miss thee
each moment you are absent from my sight;
for when you are gone, I feel the dark night
pressing round, thick and cold, though my eyes see
the solar sun still shining brilliantly.
The world it shines on with you...

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Impossible mission for yours truly,
sans this dada to validate
those two most significant mentors,
no paternal biased trait,
(who I helped beget) enroute to great
adventures toward enormously

enviously exciting destinations,
thus birth father doth ululate
eternal burning tears boding
indefinite fare thee well,
cuz propensity to 
become autonomous innate

within each body electric,
and offload...

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Last year she belonged to you
Giving her all
For you to breakthrough. 
Chimes at twelve
Fireworks exploding
Yet no Good-will came from your boding. 
She picked up her heart that
Dragged on the floor
Dusted it off
Deciding she was worth more.
Resoluting to be the very best
That only she can,
She stopped...

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(cont.)

There grew some unrest, deep in her breast; a boding of dread in old Lou;
Like it happened before; again and again in some deadly déjà vu.
That miner from the creek started to speak, but stopped at sight of that stool;
The player was drinking so he...

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In all our days upon the earth
they are clouds all around
some are light but others dark
amidst them there’s hope to be found

These dark one’s can be awful
black and over boding to the soul
your mood seems always cast down
hopelessness fills you as comfort’s stole

Remember to lift...

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the tenth door pulsates
boding well for soul’s ascent
even though we are in surrender
seeking nothing save caress divine
transmuting decaying form made of dust...

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Dear Memories,
You are so precious to me.
Especially the fond delights;
Which keeps my mind afresh of past moments,
To which I make renewed and informed decisions today,
Sustain ancient renowned trends,
And become a better version of myself.
I put you in high esteem,
For there won't be an iota of...

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Softened attention, marked by pure intent,
agendaless, yet trying to connect
with music of the spheres, for soul’s ascent,
delights as bliss beats within rise unchecked.

When eye be single, pheromones mingle,
resulting in a thunderous bliss surge
and we feel an ethereal tingle,
as male and female polarities merge.

The path is...

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