Best Counterfeited Poems

I can't take it anymore
She is so lovely in every way
Just by observing I have
No words she's like the sun
Filling me with energy! She's 
So...

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Amidst the binge of the champagne, and the glitter on the faces, she heard the 
distant lullaby. Glistening repertoire of appreciation elated her, but her...

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Genial to avoid confrontation
Baseborn kind, complaisant character
A spurious recital, a cheap imitation
Apocryphal mind, and comical creations
Counterfeited Christ
An unholy effusion
Sons of Belial
Clutch arcane knowledge
Esoteric information

Delve into...

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Musicianship 
(3 May 2014;  For my son Steven, an ACCOMPLISHED guitarist)

Real musicianship can truly drive you nuts—
There really are no “ifs”, “ands”, or “buts”.
Practice,...

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You could call me a goat in heaven 
Yes I am the goat that waters and watches the crops in Gods garden,
for it is still...

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(A reply to “The phenomenal woman” by Abul Mayen, “Hope John”)

This breezy morning
I have caught the right worm
Basking on a rock like a lizard
She twirled...

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Three. Two. One. Screams of excitement, with a little bit of death in each roar. Disturbing the serenity of the big blue sky, piercing the...

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Riding the wind, she smiled stealthily
Her hair veiled most of her eyes
But they spoke of words unsaid,
As she vowed to tread
From mystery heights to surging...

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Fair Game
I am The All-Mighty, The Ever-Exalted, The Supremely-Eternal.
To me belongeth the universes, the heavens, the earths, what dwells in-between.
Jinn and Men, I have created,...

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I wave my hand and the misery that cramp the space in my vision melts into pastels. The 
sky twinkles with morning stars and the...

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the conversations are rolled into the corners
stretching into a fifth dimension
perpendicular to all points
this is where i love you
curled back upon itself
unavailable to the eye
the...

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Resting inside a brass cauldron of craven curiosity
Lay a horror unexpected to anyone who peered,
A chalice of old silver containing a rotting hand
Surrounded by gold...

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Cynikos
        
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Poetry is somewhat unique in that your mind blends an object, person or thing. You become one and then you create an image through your...

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