Best Clothe Poems

I will be the stars
The moon will be my mum
The sun will be my dad
The rain will be my brother

The wind will be my sister
The...

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If I don't write, I'm doomed to die
and lie beneath a wordless sky
A silent corpse, unseen, unheard
alive yet dead-  is that absurd?

If rhymes don't...

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~STRIP TEASE~     Featuring:) SKAT

Silver Skimpy Ink, String, A POET DESTROYER's bling, bling
Think of me as a human ditty delicious decoration,
Something along...

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“Sleep paralysis is like a waking nightmare, except you can’t escape it.” – Unknown



Tonight, when the 
jilted bells toll, 
my decayed 
soul sighs,
I lay paralyzed...

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I am given to you by Creator Himself
My Limbs long to grow straight and tall
Bathed in sunlight from above, paying homage
Fulfilling my God given task
From...

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periwinkle dreams
                       ...

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I can not give account of ways that I love you
For there’s no conscious thought to clothe the undefined
The boundless universe has left me not...

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And as I stood upon the shore in Pacifica
Gazing over the soothing Pacific Oceans Archean waters
With its cooling yet cleansing rhythems, washing over my baring...

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Listen to the shifting winds 
carrying musical meteors,
there soars floating
letters between 
lyrical lines,
emanating runes
that reflect 
revolving rhymes
of faith within
and beyond.
For we are more than
just spectators...

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Clothe me with your mercy that my heart may melt
Clothe me with your light;  let your love be felt
Clothe me with your peace, we...

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They came from "farawayland"
to arms held open wide
welcomed without question by the "Man"

The starving and the homeless
can't begin to understand this
how could someone even do...

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Where dawn is born and clouds are spun
To clothe the sky in golden lace,
The sea ignites as currents chase
Soft morning light that's just begun ...

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Oh land of the free
And home of the brave, where are you?
Where is the torch that hearkens
The tired, the poor, the huddled masses yearning to...

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I see the bitterness polluting this world 
a multitude of evil hides then divides 
conquering with twisted visions of democracy 
one joke history repeating past...

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Cotton flies like summer snow
Through the little city with no one to clothe
Descended from giants whose purpose long forgotten
That even in this fabricated world...
Nothing feels...

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