Best Deja Poems

   In the name of a certain Kennedy
     I hope you'll take me seriously

   Ask not what...

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 When jasmine scents the springtime air
 A deja vu begins to bloom
 A lovely flower ever near
 A memory caught in its perfume
 When...

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A place called Copenhagen, do you know its song? 
Joy and laughter safely ride waves of light.,  
and summer days are twenty-five hours long.

Do...

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oh, how a fair breeze of Autumn can stir
my heart with reprieves - the redolent
       leaves
remembrance of romance with...

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In my shoes

Always walking in my shoes.
one step
two steps
one giant step
never the same pair
my shoes are what keep me from walking into a wall
following every...

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As the ink touches my writing pad every letter seems to glow.
I feel I'm going mad watching sentences light so bright like a rainbow!
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The world is full of broken hearts,
so mine was nothing new,
     and anyone who loves someone
could lose that person too.
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FATE IS SEALED

This road I've walked before 
I should know it so very well
Because it opened up a door
One that lead straight to hell

 I...

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I suffer in poverty for lack of baroque emotions;
glimmers to decorate my eyes would be an anomaly
as deja vu smiles blend the grays of going...

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Tangerine the scene, spilling through this green glass....

Crossing her thighs as she bathes amid love's afterglow

Dare I let Ginger go; knowing insatiable is her hunger...

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An anomaly in furnishings, I was;
so avant-garde, I triggered smiles and buzz.
Not like baroque, ornate styles of the past,
my bona fide remake was made to...

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We walk down 
    forgotten paths 
on the way to 
     eternity 
Ancient stone structures 
  ...

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My little room...my four walls.
I sit in one of the four corners--
Like an embryonic sac, lifeless in a state of non existence...
Embellishing in the silence...

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You crush to dust, my walls to see, the measure of my cold ennui,

      Though I, a dilettante supreme, am...

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Apprehensively I tramp with my lamp - through a path shrouded in gloom
Silvery shafts of light entwine and fight through foliage as they creep
Gnarled branches...

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