Best Deciphers Poems

Statuette she is in deep thought.
A monument of strength gathered from anguish and heartache.
She sighs as she murmurs what distresses.
As tears flow freely, her heart...

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An arthritic flesh

Hesitant wipes off deteriorated lens

Every exhale,
Another tragic sulk unto morrow’s pit
Flaunting suicidal fallacies

Off-white flag motions
Signaling mercy under liar’s duress

Muted pride
Cracking dusty knuckles

Penetration’s decrepit...

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As winter hazes of January spraying
While I was meditating on how
To write this riveting poem which
Seemed to be for someone who
I never cast in my...

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Nature's Treasures


                      She sees...

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Love your enemies
With my eyes closed I could still see clearly even when they tried to hide the truth from me
I did not need my...

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Any Poetess knows her writing style.
She knows her swagger.
Her arrogance is in her words.
She struts even when she is not being vulgar.
She is a Poetry...

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Love quote- code word

Love is like a code word at the hands of secret agents, 
everyone deciphers his own way!





August 21st, 2014
For contest 'What's your...

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Today, the streets do not remember our feet
The sun still thirsty for more of our sweet, sweat
We climb the pavement to tomorrow like an unending...

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Geology, the science of the earth,
elucidates the intricacies of the creation
of the continents and the oceans,
explores the complex make-up
of the deep interior and the lofty...

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What the poet knows,
I'll tell you what:

He moulds the clay of wisdom,
Fine-tunes the disruption of misconceptions.

He listens to breaking sorrows
And leans a helping arm on...

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If i ever said i'm over you i lied.
If i ever said i didn't care i lied.
For what shines today does forever.
And you shine brighter...

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Bob, the cat, lives in the room number 13 of the sixth avenue.

He likes fish, rollercoaster, ice cream cones and Sunday papers.

He's an artist. He's...

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In the rat infested basement
Of a gambler and his greed
guilty buckets of ashamedness
Catch what his heart will bleed

Though he may have loved another
His emotion's sometimes...

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Not the same as head over heels,
even if fate sends head over heels our way,
how will we know...
Not quite the same as head over heels.

A...

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From strength to strength...

...this full body this flow...

I find myself in the soup...

my palet hungers the flavour...

where artisan and genius grow...

poets feed the ladle...

we all...

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