Best Cohabit Poems

When the rose in spring prime does glow
And the  breeze, down by the dew does blow

And when dawn starts to rise and grow
Do not tell me, it is so good; yes I know..

I know that good and beauty are duo
I know that evil and...

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Who am I is a question,
That baffles and confuses me.
Aren’t I a stranger to myself,
When in me angels and demons cohabit,
Dwelling side by side.

Sometimes I am mired in confusion.
Sometimes I feel I am a moth caught fast in the fire,
And about to be burnt, when...

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Guarded by towering hills on the East 
And flanked by the Arabian Sea on the West
With its easterly shore of stretching sandy swell 
That lulls the restless waves to sleep, 
There is a land, my land of green vegetation
Nestled among palm trees and paddy fields.

Oh!...

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Here I sit once again, 
I’m dreaming of you, 
Even though I’m told
(Frequently)    you don’t exist.

You’re my fantasy love, 
(Stranger to this world)          
With two parted lips
Waiting for me (to be kissed) .

We...

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ON FINDING NEMO

Nemo is blue,  and I am a rabbit,
Comical thoughts my brain inhabit,
Thoughts invent friends imaginary,
Quite silent, tacit but delusionary,
Women's fantasies are good,
For older Red Riding Hoods alone in the woods!
Do not have a victim mentality,
Smiles are universal and free,
A concept not so...

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Who died
and made God the Father
the Christian Fundamentalist Law of Cooperative Redemption?

Well, dear, that was Jesus of Nazareth,
your CoMessianic Avatar of regenerative health trends,
remember?

Right,
OK, so,
in my heroic ego-narrative,
we are the purest, most right, oldest exegetical unchanging Words of Jesus' cooperative-organic BodySpirit ourselves,
Spiritual Avatars of God...

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Amidst the fine feetle of veggies in the garden of truth 
Stands a monstrous scarecrow.  
Of a fungoid parched face and a half baked gaze.
Of shrunken smoked sockets and drunken knocked eyeballs.
Bulged cheekbones force the halloween smile
While the amateurish wrought neck holds the somewhat...

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Some people think I'm crazy 
But I'm not an empty suit, 
Though sometimes I sound hazy 
When I take that extra toot. 

I don't mind if people find 
My long lost indiscretions. 
Errors past are cast from mind 
Along with all confessions. 

Priest and pastor...

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THE PUSSY CAT AND THE OWL

(With apologies to Edward Lear)

The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea
In a Sealink Hovercraft.
They took some hash and plenty of cash
Wrapped up in a banker’s draft.
The Owl looked up to Telstar above
And played to an electric guitar.
“I’d like to...

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The rooster crows
Heralding a new dawn
Yet sleep is beyond me
That basic human need has deserted me
Leaving me in a whirlwind of thoughts
Contemplating, scheming
For what else can I do?
Reminiscing, remembering
What else is there for me?
Musing, pondering
How else can I survive?
When all that I ever wanted,
All that...

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Human race, don’t boast on the casualty coast
Frisking, seeking, pricking and nicking the truth
On a continental coast as to your truth you toast
Sending to Coventry the uncouth

Pummeling the truth, belittling the youth
Whose views you deride
As your rollercoaster swings South
In the company of your petty pride

In...

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There once was a promiscuous rabbit
For whom sex was a thrice-a-day habit
   He'd forfeit his soul
   Going down the hole
To pay the rent, he had to cohabit


           May 23, 2019
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Everyone owns a piece,
a furrowed canopy casting dimness and light,
a measureless magnitude of rapture and defeat.

We are Prince Andrew at the battle of Austerlitz,
on our backs surveying boundless lofty firmament.
surrendering to tranquil silent drifts of stratocumuli,
finding our meagerness within the scale. 

In temperamental squalls,
tormenting dark...

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I wandered looking for an Abel and a Cain
Finally the journey ended in me.
As honey in a bee’s comb and venom in its sting,
From man’s heart, spring nectar and poison
While being an incarnation of gentleness,
A sleeping dragon lies within.

Sometimes a thousand stars litter my sky
More...

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I’m as old as creation, yet, I’m still in my youth
I am all things to millions of species
Most of which are yet unknown
Deep and full of never ending riches
Untold mysteries lie hidden, deep within my bosom
I commune with my new born while they nurse at...

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