Best Corridor Poems

Fragrance from your flute
Wafting in the air
Powder of morning in your hair
Robins in their throat
In your smile clouds float
Here and there
Golden alphabets stare

The river flows on
Sprinkled sun melts in water
Inflammation grows in laughter
Rush roar race reel recur
Empty boats wait for life
Stories seek a soft chapter

Your...

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Fall tumbles relentlessly on our door steps
young winter birds inducing provoking sounds scamper in trees 
Watching winter crawling slowly under our feet.

The night rain wet the ground with sadness 
washing  away the environmental stench
purging the atmosphere of  its infectious dew
And  I could...

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Lilacs
In the parks
Cruelly crushed
Killing the pink buds
Eliminating the poetry
Torturing hands rejoicing
Yellow yelling in the panick

Some poets say
Power flowering in
Lickety split in the corridor
In all the starlit lakes and ponds
Totter the tube roses at the capitalist glare
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April 12, 2018
Lickety Split - Poetry Contest
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Confidently
The door swings open, to the furthest reach of its hinges
Air set alight by her presence, the crowd is drawn
Swinging her arms without a care, they are boundless
With steps that echo, evidently faultless and proud
Cutting swiftly through the waves, the masses part instinctively
The vague war...

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lonely corridor---
sound of her high heels
stranding me...

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true paths don't have walls
decades walking on and on  
corridor this may...

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The music plays,
softly,
but only in your eyes,
a delicate heartbreaking melody.

We have not heard what you know,
we do not go where you go.

You tell me you are  glad I am here,
and you know that I do good things,
then you leave.
Your delicate gate and your thousand...

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It seemed like a 
easy task
but now
I am all alone 
in a endless corridor
searching for a light 
to alleviate me from 
the suppressing dark

I notice a gleam in the distance
but whenever I pursue it  
A thin wall separates me
then the shimmer vanished from 
sight...

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Lustrous laureled leaves in autumn silently reap,
Brown bland blisters of trampled grey soil in bay,
Glorious golden glee blankets my dreams in sleep.

Withered warm whispers in wet pastures seep,
Midway merging November winds to Winter neigh,
Lustrous laureled leaves in autumn silently reap.

Thousand tattered treasures revive slumber deep,
Calm...

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I made a journey through the crowded corridor, 
And saw the lions and other wild beast wrestling
The place was thickly, slicking with human most important tissues
The crowded corridor was roaring and scary
Wrestling, oh! Wrestling among the big and mighty beasts

I made a journey through another...

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Don’t you stop making me feel great day in and day out
Please don’t stop the rhythm of 2 heartbeats as one…
We belong with each other…we were meant for each other no doubt

Chorus: You are my saving grace
You traced tranquility on my lips
Behind closed doors, there...

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the lilac lake lulls me
touches my hair and pats me gently
letting me doze into a comfort
reminiscent of a womb of irretrievable memory
i fall asleep

the moon, like hope
shining serene through darkness
mother nature's nightlight 
beckons me into the renowned repeating dream
i fall asleep

and somewhere within
you were calling
the...

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If this world is but a corridor to the next
  Then Heaven is surely all twitter and text...

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As I'm walking out the door, I'm in a long, dark corridor. 
People walking, passing bye, never seeing eye to eye....

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It was in Historic Forcados,
Where I’d first touched Pride of Barbados:
I’d run into A Talking Salvador 
Long arguing with Unshaken Ricardo,
Whose interest were in Stark Bravado,
His body partly building with Mamador …

Bravado-Loving and Preaching Ricardo 
Would sooner he became A Matador
Than A-Many-Times-Decorated Commodore,
This proclaiming in...

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