Best Busk Poems

Life is like a flower this does blossom ever. 
Visiting such a nice village I forget never. 
So much of love you give I cannot compare. 
I am much thankful, oh Sarsara as you care.

Air gives freshness, soil feels new breeze,
Standing in your lap, I...

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Long Long ago so Long ago nobody knows how long ago there lived an 
old widow by the side of a jungle. Since nobody is there to take care of 
her she has to win her daily bread. Every day by evening she used to...

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I will inform you once the shells are spoor.
When they're timorous around the seashore,
Just as mushrooms will grow around a grave,
If they shine like slight candles in a cave.

So, you and I will devour the beach dunes.
While a pearly moon sails the ocean tunes,
Listening to...

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Merit was always the gold medalist
Then came the shrewd unconcerned capitalist
Who endeared and sold to many the cheap thrill
At jaw-dropping prices reserved only for mastery and skill
And I agree with Solomon that princes could walk on foot
While vagabonds ride horses and busk in great loot

Are...

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In a mist of a perfect way
You come across in such dismay
And in the daunting of a new brilliant day
So the sun shines the clouds are now out of the way
It's a dawning falling falling fraunting calling 
Hey first the bobble in the waters colors...

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"Denmother, this forlorn morn
I'll be without Her scorn..
Gone from Her deceptive songs,
Never again shall I do wrongs!"

Seventh summer Moon arose,
My life drawing to a close
and sleep with daemon kin,
A silver halo above my grin.

There She stood; an Angel tarred
Ringed by silver as the maypole barred,
Bewinged...

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Underneath the glow of dusk
I see some street people that busk
An open case just by their feet
And people dancing to their beat
 
They do the songs they know so well
That people have to sit a spell
I seat myself to watch a bit
What do you know...

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I woke up with a tickle in my heart
And shine in my eyes
The day was as marvelous as the flower cart
As if the bee got the nectar after many tries 

The trees were singing as if for me
The paper was inviting
I took my pen and...

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television
carriage


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busk
rythem
fright
basket
stroll

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landlord
clean
cockeral park...

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All the time smelling of musk,
On a road willing to busk,
Now an Elephant with tusk,
Ready to hang on till dusk,
But the songs sung Empty Husk...

Third World Poor Entertainer
For footwear Red cortina...

An ironic misery,
Where a Brown owns livery
And lives in a plain luxury;
To his girlfriends ivory
And...

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It’s true, at first it gave me pause 
To busk among these stable stalls.
But since there’s cause to deck the halls, 
Why not be jolly, too?
Been from here to Timbuktu 
And played some funky gigs. but this?
Between the manger and the wise guys… good Lord!...

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"Amazing Grace" 

Life was throwing rocks.
My bruises were getting sorer,
I reaped what l sow when l saw the wrath of Saul in my soul,
Dear God, being of the flesh is a humungus task, thus he went to hell and back for my sins l shall...

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Surrendered visions
floating on river time
full of empty honor
illusion in torment


Beating a chest 
hollow
echoing the sadness 
of lost joy
an inner path 
to nowhere
and everywhere
merged in thoughts
this paradox 
of life


Tempt me with happiness
pulling it away 
holding
signing timed fears 
to missed chance
marking this broken
dance to busk
crumbling in dust
ever...

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It’s true, at first it gave me pause 
To busk among these stable stalls.
But since there’s cause to deck the halls, 
Why not be jolly, too?
Been from here to Timbuktu 
And played some funky gigs. but this?
Between the manger and the wise guys… good Lord!...

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Drowning in pool of regrets, some steps are to be taken, draw closer there's a marathon in my heart, betrayal and scheming have ravaged my soft layers, floating here, gulping for survival, my deepest regret, and I went in with eternity and came back with...

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