Best Ce Poems

Starbright

As I gaze into indigo skies,
Stars are brighter tonight,
Twinkling in the darkness 
Of a new moon.
Orion's belt enchants 
My impassioned heart
As my thoughts of you...

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O' Cenobite, Dar'est Thy Soul Await

Alas! By what right is such assailing
amidst uproar, then half-truths a'telling
Does not morn gift upon grass falling dew
yet truth perseveres...

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Brigitte my love
Our Country suffers of many debts
The people are restless
Whatever shall we do love?

Ah Macron, we must think past the cookies
The solutions are complex,...

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I awaken; the darkened skies my alarm clock
I reek of whiskey, scotch and pastis
Tumbling out of bed, I reach for a cigarette
The dusk harkens as...

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Away bleak weather! It’s your time to flee.

Sun shines down and gifts me with his glow.
Pellucid are the streams from melting snow.
Robin’s come. I see...

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There is a wind ,  which sketched,
Without my knowledge,  the message;

Autumn had lying words,
On my page.

It was by way of red leaves,
The bird...

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"A Better Place"



il reste un trou où la 
vie a été ressentie;

où êtes-vous allé - 
pour suivre vos rêves?

Un meilleur endroit 
sans aucun doute.

l'amour.

toujours l'amour...

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Ma langue française n'est pas assez bonne pour 
te dire ce que je veux tellement à dire. 
Les mots sont nécessaires pour tout l'amour, 
surtout...

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Death – Remember me Tomorrow

Votre amour est tout ce que j'implore
Angels took us from France's shores
To the promised land of lady liberty
Hollywood glitter enticing us...

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L ittle voices, rising in volume and pitch
I mploring teacher, begs all available aids to help pop 
C oats, hats, muffs, mitts, sweaters, gloves, socks,...

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Dish held my sugar cone
Ice cream of plump strawberries they were not alone
Sunny afternoon this was sweet when I was young
Hushed my talking tongue.



Date Written:...

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Soaking up sunshine on sandy warm shores;
   sipping sangria while sampling smores.
Under umbrellas we’re putting to use;
   utterly euphoric as the...

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Many are the maples that encircle my home, my nest, my dwelling abode,
And in the dark of night they tap on my frosty windows, crying;
Past...

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Origin of Christianity

(If you don't like religious writes don't read on)

It may surprise some that Jesus was born a Jew, his parents Joseph and Mary...

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je regarde
une dernière fois
ta photo
en touchant l’urne
avant d’éteindre la lumière
et comme à tous les soirs
je te dis bonne nuit
mon chéri
je t’aime

ce silence impitoyable
qui suit
il faudra...

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