Best Dilute Poems

Pull out the easel
   set the canvas 
    positioned long and slender clean slate.
Sketch the figures huddled and dark-bound hostage
   to charcoal-cooled coals 
    etching in shadow images;
Faceless entities 
   slipping in and...

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I come in a pretty bottle 
But no I’m not a Genie
Yet I can promise big problems 
For a time will feel teeny

I’ve been called liquid courage 
I’m really the refuge of the weak
If you lack confidence darling 
You will no longer feel meek

You might...

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oh how a newborn’s first tear helps dilute ~ mortality’s bitter truth 

death dissolves in such sweet moments ~ if soluble never absolute...

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In this season of festive cheer,
as hours fade into the new year,
spare a thought for those who live in fear,
who have no one to wipe away their tear. 

Think of the children in this season of joy,
girls and boys without a single toy.
Their joy is...

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Ethereal rays of light
dilute darkness into grey.
Ebony no longer shrouds night;
only shadows defy day.

A spiderweb casts a hue
of iridescent flashes.
And the morning mist drips dew;
in intermittent splashes.

Dawn splits reality's realm
into scenes rivaling dreams.
Where songbirds sing in the elm,
and sunbeams gild golden streams.

Dragonflies and bumblebees
flex crackled...

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Dream on man
War is constant
It has gone beyond
Catholic or Protestant

Religious wars
From our short lived past
Will never dilute
As long as we last

In this modern world
We fight for different reasons
What ever the excuse
And in any season

We fight over land
Imaginary WMD
Even over soccer
How the hell can that be

We...

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Tributaries of thought become rivers
which run deep...and slowly;
rapid...and passionately,
until their confluence becomes
one infinitely miscible flow
--dynamic, yet less mercurial,
because their width and depth
are too immense to easily
           dilute...

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I wanna spread you thin, 
creamy, on a bagel
toasted
fresh
hot
savor each bite
lick you off - 
my fingers 
the corner of my mouth…
I’ll leave a bit to make you laugh.
Save it for later
I’ll say it’s a snack 
if I get hungry before I get back

I wanna sauté...

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Words of love have many spills, harboring heartbreaks in their chills,
Birds of song upon yonder hills, singing sorrows amongst the daffodils…

We get lost within adoration, whirlpools drowning waters of flirtation,
Debris of love in mutation, with pendulous promises in rapid rotation…

Sunny days that slowly fade, lovers...

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Jaimin sir, a kind man, with smile cute,
Prepared for supporting me in lawsuit
Is ready to fight against any odd acute;
Managing school and university with astute.
In the premises everyone does salute!
Revered for his perseverance which dilute
All miseries, anxieties and commute 
Joyfully with him in leisure to...

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A knife stab on a man
Hurts as much on a kid

He has to remain mum
A brave face to cede

A woman on his side, on the other a son
Two souls to shield, emotions never freed

He has strength to lift a tonne
And more to make his tears...

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"And the Heavens gave the rains
And the earth brought forth its fruit."
We are thankful for our blessings
That You give without dilute.
We do not stop to thank You
As often as we ought
For the bounty set before us
And the life Your own Son bought.

We have Your Holy...

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Toroidal heart and bliss bubbles bursting
in thousands noiselessly at head ovoid,
ushers rapture for which we were thirsting,
being by ego no longer decoyed.

As a sublime fragrance suffuses form,
we are both in this world and in heaven,
enveloped by a magnetic bliss storm,
soma nectar drips through chakras seven.

When...

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Hand in hand glued I walk with you
I am a waveless sea without you
I am a honeyless bee without you
I am a rootless tree without you

		You are my fate a true soulmate
		I am a feelingless kiss without you
		I am a peaceless niche without you
		I am...

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underneath my silhouette 
it's always "liek" dusk. 

i hear a marching band in the fog,
a damp echo, some dilute
nightmare.

i still exhale you.

an illuminated allegory
i will forever see.

i sense it's fundamental,
like an imperfect cell 
wanning away inside;
my smoke filled lungs.

unable....

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