Best Concepts Poems

Mystical web spun memories of our sweet nights,
love began under stars and brightest of moonlights.
Hold onto that image, its joyous dreaming dreams;
fiery echoes, night trysts...

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Ocie the Ocelot liked words a lot!
As a tot, words like dot and trot hit the spot
Then, getting older, the folder on her shoulder grew...

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IMAGINE you have Died  

A Free SPIRIT without a CRY

Walking down the AVENUE

PEOPLE passing Straight through YOU


Hearing WHISPERING thoughts to BLIND

Some of GOOD INTENTIONS...

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When In Love's Immense Depths, You Are Truly Cherished
 

Mystical web spun memories of our sweet nights,
love began under stars and brightest of moonlights.
Hold onto...

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our beloved brother from India
Dr. Ram’s words are better than gold

board his magic carpet
woven with wit, intellect and insight

soar through sagas steeped in mythology
captivating revelations...

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assorted like the washing on its lines
the words appeared along my way
in bunches of neat paragraphs    
they briskly flapped into my mind
still...

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Mister Joe, poet, jangles loose change in his pocket,
Jogging memories and garnering thoughts as he walks.
For Mr. Joe's brain washes, tumbles and dries,
his gems of...

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Reveled in ancient times, words escape from the crevices of nature
Through soils that many have tread
The living and the dead
Eat everything and take a great...

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Fade away, oh tempests of thought 
How shallow is the content you hold
We strain under weight of your refrain
And tire of nebulous concepts retold

If you...

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I cast these concepts
I cast these kernels
Kernels in my hand
Kernels in the clay
Clay of loam
Clay of words
Words to describe
Words packed
Packed with exegesis
Packed with strength
Strength of...

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Discrepancy is an economic thing.  Have you ever known this to be anything else?
Money is the great separator of togetherness.  Man rob, steal,...

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Come with me my Brother,
to a secret place where Light and Shadow line the face with fear and grace,
leave sophmoric style, wry smile and sly...

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Love substance seems to be twain
by the natural human brain
and will always remain the same
as thinking remains on a natural plane

When human concepts we clip
beginning...

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In  ponderings of wanderings
Of contemplations incomplete
In one’s life are found blunderings
All human concepts have conceit

Bound of the precept of the truth
In ponderings of wanderings
Serpent...

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To The Unknown Source

To whom this may concern,
I commit my soul, my worm. 
I live from day today, as some say…
when I bite the Clover,...

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