Best Circulates Poems

Just when I thought you knew me well
You're bothered by what circulates and surely I can tell
I know you heard about Georgia peach, i.e. Ashley
I know you feel like my past girls are still mad me for...
I see you couldn't finish your statement
I'm hard to...

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" ONE MORE TIME "

Stale and innocent I close my eyes.
Unpolished bones inside.
I mock my dreams, in hope I find reality.
I swim like streamers near an undying sea. 

STALE ............
INNOCENT against a stetson smell.
I CLOSE the door that circulates my emotions.
MY EYES, allergic to the...

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“Clap your terrible wings, vivacious serpent of old!
Imagine my plight as dangerous as your spite,
Stomp your clawed feet on these prison floors,
Peace shall always follow the sink of your fangs…”

Silenced were the wailing demons round,
Crouched low alongside such a soaring and broad master
His wings widening,...

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Who said:
"You don't realise what you've got, till it's gone."

In your absence I despise silence,
when you're gone loneliness visits,
but his friendship, I do not desire.

An empty scent circulates in the room.
Air is cold and crisp, all is black and white
with sad songs on repeat. 
I...

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They took my blood and ethnic group, they did.
My soul was skulking, knowing of the strains
If I have no visa, they’ll get mad

Reading my thick newspaper was sad
Seeing they’re deporting  love again
They took my blood ,my heart and I feel bad

Water has no salt...

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After the phones retire-

The guards will begin to conspire.

Paranoia’s bliss. 

Is replaced by my first night’s kiss. 

And the howling that used to be kept at bay-

Circulates these evil halls as night follows day. 

I am now too tired to flail.

I refuse to scream for...

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A journey to Memory Lane..
Fond memories circulates..
Nostalgic moments captured and forever remains..

A journey to Memory Lane..
Where thirst for all desires had been quenched..
There is always food for the soul..
While walking through Memory Lane..
The soul sings a soprano quartet..
An ensemble of exquisite symphonies..
Heavenly music to the...

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Wind circulates, lifting and flattening
an otherwise, benign, breathless world, 
relying also on deeper, slowly moving
tectonics, belching foully, scattering
seas...effecting change.  Seasons like Sun
rejoice and fold. An occasional comet or 
meteor perhaps a compassionate
God-sent, heaven rethinking the dawdling 
pace of destiny….  Man a defiant offspring,
rejecting...

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Sometimes when I try to write about something  
my mind travels though light and darkness,  
and it wanders through my universe of thoughts 
A dictionary of scrambled words circulates through my brain and regurgitates them into my muse  
As I try to...

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A Lady Waits

The sleepy sea massages a creaking ship which slowly navigates
through blackness the sky emanates and the great Atlantic integrates.
A sailing school of serenading seagulls dips and dives and celebrates,
and amongst the sea-sick shipmates, a welcome murmur swiftly circulates.
A wave of steerage class splashes...

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What my eyes dont see...
  Anguishes me, to this harsh society.
As I look to the majestic sky
  I see darkness & destruction in its light.  

How can one, be truly happy??

As we embark on this so.called journey

"selfishly"
those prostitutes, who lurk on the...

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I am a civilized animal, just like you
My brain works a bit better than a computer
In terms of obeying human moral

My heart circulates blood transporting oxygen and nutrients
To every little cell that comprised of molecules and organelles
Made by materials

My life works strictly this way nothing...

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Contend with me while you can 
Contend with me and I will deliver the master plan
Contend with me and I will make you smile
We have been through worse than this
And we have always rise up stronger with a mighty bliss
Contend with me and you will...

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Down where the sun never shows
the wind never blows
the rain never goes, 
where patent air pumped clean and fresh
slowly circulates.

In the blue-green neon light
a lone Jamaican, sad for the sun, 
swish-swishes with a bristle-tufted broom
down the long bright corridors of tiles.

Gone are Betjeman's bronze electroliers,...

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Heart Attack Self Help

A viral message of self help  is making its round through whatsapp..
Reportedly written by a cardiologist Dr Siva, a senior doctor of the heart…
It implores each reader to spare a mere 2 minutes, to please read his message…
Doing so, you will...

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