Best Bottled Poems

I know I promised
 no more ‘Make you Cry Poems’
I said I'd never write another 
‘Wipe your eye poem’

 And for three years 
I tried...

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I am somber
like November days
and my words speak
weak, as if through tired tongue

I see the trees
stand naked
reaching their limbs
across the stream
as if touching
and comforting each...

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Behind those beautiful eyes,
So much anger,so much mistrust,
Always expecting the worst,
Always conversing about the bad
things life has to offer,

Behind those beautiful eyes,
So much hurt,so much...

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No one wants to be left on the shelf for years
Guess you could say I’ve popped my cork
Now I’m fully mature with a rich full...

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She hides a jar of dread
Underneath the bed
With other bottled pains

Until her feelings rust,
Collecting tears and dust
And cobwebs of old shame.   

But when...

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I want to pour myself into you
   reciprocal medicine 
drink me in
    as I am 
  swallowed up in...

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His full given name is Barack Hussein Obama
The etymology of his first name, "Baraka," a Swahili word meaning "Blessed"


      It's...

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Rain ©  

I walk on slick shine streets 
in the night with my lover. 

Freshly out of bed and ravenous 
for other food, he...

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Ears pricked at car door closing in the street,
and focussed on the footsteps through the gate
she stepped into the hall, unsteady feet
they bounded forward, welcome...

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The Mask I wear is of a Comedian
Not showing the world I hurt
For when you laugh or cry looks the same
Sarcasm is rooted in pain.

The...

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Sitting alone with my thoughts and this drink at night 
So many thoughts but I'm scared to pick up the pen and use this Ink...

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She ventured far beyond Earth's realm
past cordoned confines of heart and soul
Tumbled,  as did Alice, down the rabbit hole
Drifted, like an Autumn leaf blown...

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As the chandelier dances with lustrous light.
Eras of still slumber awoken...from fluid dreams,
...in the depths of her confines...hibernating..
..fermenting her taste...timeless beauty.
 
Legends of vineyards past...uncorked.
Poured...

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A poem is just a teardrop
A form of liquid pain
Released to pen and paper
Our words become a stain

The hurt that's bottled up inside
Can come out...

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Sing Me an Old Style Song

Sing me an old style song,
With pretty flowing phrases;
A story of love gone wrong,
In other times, in other places.

No trumpets...

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