Best Childishly Poems

My head slightly bent over a table of happiness.

My feet, sod with white lilacs, dance merrily 
to a moon stroke music of twilight night.

My finger-tips childishly sip 
the sweat of quill, like red wine of Mother Earth 
that runs down the skin of my heart.

Down...

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His bleeding heart
Was flustered from that torn parchment
In their leeching chapter

Pushed aside
As if “friendship” was aggression’s bull
Running through crowded cemeteries
Under quartered, sapphire moon

He sipped pitied shots of century-old whiskey
With a dusty glass of pomegranate w(h)ine

“Why isn’t she coming back to me?”
“My heart will make empty...

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It is in the blowing of winds and thoughts-
In the Fragments of coherence. 
Beauty swings. Laughter slides.
The sun-tanned sands of time crawl
In metaphorical rhythm. 
Meaning floats like a dawn-lingering fog. 
Damp yet almost non-existent. Gentle yet 
At times blurring. 
I wonder about anything and everything-...

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Shadiness adores you
Bleakness is exhaustin’

Now, I’m so fatigued and my volume is set way low
Because you tore me down with social media craze…
You were there just for the temporarily show…you know…
Buy me black and blue flowers for the grave of my old ways…
2016 – my...

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Is this a world of lies and deceit?
Is deception the norm of the human life?
Must heartache reign for infinity?
Is living a lifetime a nightmarish hell?
Where can I find the solace I need?
When masks of deceit abound
And I know not who's friend or foe,
Who truly lends...

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Instead of listing what’s wrong with the world
Let’s list what we could do to make it strong
Childishly simple is the integrity on which we set our pride
Is it so hard not to lie, steal, cheat, defile with words
That simply are not right?
Treat others like you...

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Rape in the city, lifestyle was blamed
Rape of a teenager, clothing was blamed.
And now?

8 year old, simply dressed,
Living in village
No modern lifestyle
Innocent and unaware of all this.

Childishly innocent she probably didn't know what was happening
Only knew that her pain was accuring

Terrified and frightened she begged...

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In the quiet morning light, for the first 
time, I truly gazed into the mirror, 
What I saw was unrecognisable,
I must confess I was  close to it but 
had to draw closer still,
I was surprised to see a jigsaw of 
times past.

Once a canvas,...

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There is a devil they call Jealousy,
he hides behind many faces you see:
One is driven to envy,
the next gets so haughty;
and the other's made childishly bitchy.

There is a demon tormentedly jealous,
his ways that beguile are insidious.
His wrath  knows no bounds,
he’ll destroy those around;
his words...

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Do you know what is
the best part of
being with you?
To feel your warm
deep inside even
without holding your
hands.

Do you know what is
the worst part of
being with you?
To talk foolishly
about everything in
our every
convesation not
saying the word
running in my head "
I love you".

Do you know what is
the most...

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Like a Phoenix, I rise up from the ashes of my past 
Your beautiful tune mended the Earth with exquisite mirth 
Like a runner, I'm running forward to the finish line oh so fast 
You're a butterfly, wrapped in her cocoon...you're more than what you...

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Remember your fear of the dark, child,
When sleep attempts to steal your sight,
And monsters creep in, tall, sharp and wild.

Sharp teeth, sharp claws, all to make you mild,
They close in, trying to steal your light.
Remember your fear of the dark, child.

Imagine yourself a hero, riled
Up...

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you'd beckoned my thoughts again 
through sudden whispers 
i've declined to respond morbidly
catering to the quaint findings 

of life after death a quiet calm
arose over shattered fixings
wildly i'd mastered the gory details
hindering my every whim 

childishly i catered to his robe
nestled beneath wrath carny 
and...

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I tried to hold onto you but could not—
You slipped through my fingers as water will
When run through a sieve. And how like the plot
Of some dime-store pulp it all seems now -- shrill

Yet so furtive.  I tried to be humble,
To seem nonchalant; but...

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She walks in the green fields in Wales
with a basket in her hands
She is picking jasmines flowers
and singing her favorite song as loud as she can

and under a big cherry tree
She sits down when she needs to rest
because when she tries to do too much
she...

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