Best Closed Book Poems

~My Heart~

•      One last night before the grave
•	Thousands of thoughts of you I save
•	-Every night, I experience the same dream
•	That...

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The continuous memories scattered inside my mind
All the laughter and loving scenes are left behind
Leaving a life of bad possibilities where I came from
Never getting...

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"THE whole truth and nothing but the truth"


I have never failed or cheated, on any test I took.
Though I have taken best guesses upon one...

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You. From out of the blue a dream come true, every since
your debut my life flourishes anew.

When I first caught your eye my heart became...

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The word, 'word', is more than just a mere word. 
"The play of words is absolutely beautiful." They say,
but little do they know that the...

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Do you recall being in school?
Learning many lessons;
obeying all of the rules;
absorbing each lecture and each page
of your textbook;
adding to your storehouse of wisdom.

If you...

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 I.

A staircase of dreams aligned in a nimble mind.
A specimen-proof of evolution to man-kind.

A closed book
Cohabilitated hindrance
Uneasy, complicated.
Same words of different significance.

You can never...

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Love will always find it's way
 

     My mother would like to say,
     as long as your...

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I know someone who buys books.
I also know where else he looks.
The books he buys remain closed.
The stuff he gets is hardly used.
A book is...

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I've got love for the small few who stayed when I was at my lowest
My heart's been broken and damaged so many times
I try to...

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I look in the mirror
and judge what I see
I stare at the outside
and assume that it's me

I wish to be different
to change how I look
but...

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Yellow is the color of the sun,
is it not?

It’s the same color as the Asian
valet corporate fella,
holding a Salvation Army red pot
Collecting inflated IPO fees...

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Lone in the nightmare of the day I dream
And go beyond its comforting stream
Around hopes fountain I phantomly sit
Confused yet happy at a dramatic skit

Wafting...

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By night I write in silence
like the quiet checkered board in the corner of my room
violently erupting my dimensional thoughts.
It haunts the hours I am...

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I am a woman of deep mystery,
a riddle and a puzzle-  a closed book;
my life a tangled path of history,
from my lowered beautiful eyes...

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