Best Countable Poems

It took just a moment
A single concentration lapse
And down the drain,Bayern's effort went
Whilst Messi enjoyed the claps


Life is like a football game
As dicey as a game of chess
A step can earn you fame
Another can end you up in a mess

A poor tackle can earn you...

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I hope I remember you for the rest of my life.
I can see your face every single time I close my eyes.
Every single time, I lay my heavy body full guilt on the bed; 
I can see you.
I hope I succeed for being alive,
Cause simply...

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Since my first sight of you;
Who were riding a white horse 
Galloping around the forest,
I was just a simple controlled person picking up countable apples 
Laying on the controlling ground.

Never feeling the slight soft winds touching my skin’s face,
Never feeling the warm sunshine of the...

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The curse of grammar

The curse of grammar includes spelling
Witches and wizards stewed it from far away
They’d like to make your heads sway
They used eyes of cats
Boiling them in copper pots
The refined magic brew is spread as chemtrails
Unclearly set spelling rules make us clumsy
Uncertain article rules...

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                               parallel lives

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Insect Quiet 

I take the quiet of the night  
With somewhat countable drops of rain
Too heavy on the leaves unsettled there 
And like the leaves I never settle
Dim lamp light goes out of focus
I gather myself within the laws of nature
Turn instead, I watch...

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Though Canton claims it’s communist, it’s not.
Beijing, like Belarus, breeds oligarchs.
There’s nobody alive who’s heard of Marx:
a rickshaw ride’s the only kind of trot.

Seek Mensheviks in Minsk, you’ll end with squat.
In Kursk are cadres countable as quarks,
and proles in Petrograd?  Like hunting snarks.
It’s Putin’s...

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Each time I saw mum and dad fuss
Over issue of not enough
I felt damp and embarrass
I often thought of what to do to have this not enough
Money solve, for I'm a little girl I sank within
One evening it repeated itself again
I lose zest that night;...

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You, Man … Are The Angles
To My Curves
Hard and Sharp Corners
To My Circular-Swerves

You Are Exact
To My Abstract
You Are Algebra
To My Pre-School Math

You Are Calculus
To My Abacus
You Are The Chemical
To My Stimulus

You Are The Extra
To My Average
You Are The Multiply
To My Nothing Added

You Are Autonomy
To My...

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Woe unto you, Oh! mortal man
For from amongst your brethren soon shall you depart
Depart and be made whole with the death clan
For death only awaits, when with your brethren you part

Woe unto you, Oh! mortal man
For from before you crept past and fast, life
You,like in...

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The sun sinks but it burns like a  great fire;
All the sky’s aflame with  fierce intent;
Who thinks of death as weakness, is a liar
Before the end  our glory must be spent.

The  graphics of the branches look Chinese
As  blackened brush is...

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Drift a small boat with two paddles
In the sky above 
Swiftly passes by the lake surface 
A frightened swan 

Clear blue sky painted with 
The green mountains
All the beautiful scene is 
Taken by the still water

Waveless lake shapes like a mirror  
With countable fish...

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I reduce myself into smaller categories
Speaking languages I don’t really know
Spreading my wings in different places
Multiplying myself in countable numbers 
Just to do several things at once
Nothing is really done in the same time
But I do it in the same time of my life 
I...

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Where   can I find,
The greatest love than yours!
The love that took me completely,
Feeding me unconditionally,
Milking itself for its baby boy.
But let me count my days,
For I wasn't fair to it,
My days are countable than fingers,
Not long enough, I will die.

 My heart looses...

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‘Put your best foot forward’, old hat
Now ‘Put your best face forward’
The more, the merrier
Isn’t it so Dear?
As if like Demon King, Ravana
You had ten faces
“Ten?”
More than ten
A face for every occasion
But then
‘The best one’
Reserved
‘Reserved for whom?’
Not for you
Not for me
But
That narcissistic selfie
And then to...

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