Best Cut Poems

"A Broken Demo"

In a desperate cry for help
She hires every jeweler
A cheap sheep crying, Wolf!
Using old repeating politic
utilizing lies * manipulation 
To cover the Glass Paste on her face
     Diamond-like - Stonecold and Crooked!

Her true shape -- unveiled -- predictable 
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Burning
with potential
a fire
never lit

a
broken 
candlestick 

Accept it~

you just might
burn twice as bright



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A corner shop, a busy street
your mother's hand, your dragging feet
I can almost set the scene.......A messy rack of magazines,
A barber pole,  some shaving cream, and jars of greasy Brilliantine

I try to picture you back then,
How many barbers have there been?
Your  rosy cheeks,...

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My picture of pain,
Exists with a slight twist,
I place a sharp razor on my wrist,
Dragging it vertically and horizontally I make slits,
Feeling the urge after every heartbreak,
Feeling the urge to cut with every mistake I make,
Someone help me, but please do not refer to me...

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A country yearns industry
from assiduous minds revolutionary,
cities conceived with mind set and skill
yet lay insipid in the body of Britannia
those in need of life’s blood,
akin to human organs
served only; by arterial veins.

The first sod to lift an unfolding nation
the first cut the inauguration the call,
have...

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Press a stain on my garnet lips,
polish rough to a flawless cut;
Cover my soft sigh in rose hips,
press a stain on my garnet lips;
Our bodies caress and eclipse,
fireworks and comets the gamut;
Press a stain on my garnet lips, 
polish rough to a flawless cut....

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Based on BBC news article "Maths zeroes in on perfect cup of coffee"
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-37989169


Two billion cups a day we drink
To stay awake so we can think
Tireless workers - every nation
Need a caffeine drink equation

Lattes, mochas, cappuccinos
Our calculator super heroes
Measured, reasoned, wrote a theorem
Clockwork system - mighty...

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(Giving voice to those who suffered and believe in poetic justice)

Should I cut the corner of your coat?
Too many times you tried to squeeze my throat;
you got perverse pleasure to see my page blank, 
thought I have overdrawn the polyglot’s bank.
I saw your glee, you...

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From upon a ladder’s high ledges
It’s time to trim up the edges
Each critical slice
Makes topiary nice
And forms the most pleasing hedges...

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Do you see my wrists?
They cry blood when I do this;
Push the blade deeper....

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safe haven for poets once existed
till destructive forces came on board
those who seek just to hurt others
end up harming themselves

several such people have inflicted pain here
though no one would call them “writers”
juvenile antics and hateful comments
are their only legacies

through profanity and threats
digging holes to poetry’s...

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I am young
I am old
I am soft
I am bold
I can laugh
I can cry
I can quit
Still, I can try
Days they pass
Turn to night
Then come dreams
Lost in flight
Can't change the world
Can't stop the rain
But if I could
I would end all of the pain
For I am one
In all...

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Cut up
from lack of sleep
and crying over you
My heart is broken; forever
scarred



('Ugly' revised)...

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Deep lines drawn gently;
A subtle but growing pain
Rubies fall gently down...

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Upside Down Teardrops Falling Gently

Upside down teardrops falling gently onto a magical mirror
as crystal chandeliers of soft light filters through reflecting
a treasure of pearls that speak to a thousand bounties paid,
whilst a sanding of polished memories stone cut a diamond,
at once, that’s truly regal once...

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