Best Dissects Poems

I walk o u t...

I am lost in unapproachable light—a spectral broth
I am tasting the screaming silence—the archetypal observer
dissects my essence-fossil Passion
a seismic rupture between life/death/rebirth
gnaws at my marrow This dilemma-kudzu
coils tight, constricting tomorrow's breath

Death stalks me, a shadow with obsidian fangs
Sin's fruit—a parasitic putrefaction—
erupts...

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Seasons come 
And seasons go
In all of the above
Her colours flow
 
Just like pages
In a book
What the seasons bring
Are worth a look
 
Spring brings life
In many ways
The sun radiates
From warm awesome rays
 
The summer oozes
With blooms and colours
Greenery greens
Canopy covers
 
The winter decides
Who lives and...

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In the arctic frozen sky of the enchanting land the midnight sun
leans on the horizon briefly in bright summer and again it rises,
I didn’t know when a new day actually would have or had begun.
The frosty sky in winter night burns in flashes of aurora...

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These Hallowed halls
Frequented by myth and griffin
Whose presence Guards these priceless minds
 Protecting the unwritten novels
M C Squared and ingenious thoughts
The prophesy of zero one

This gluttony of ideas thirsting on capitalisms juice
Summoning their messiahs to walk among us
The commodities of life, this treasured bible
Children the...

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The more I try to reassure my mother,
The more she suspects...

The concerns and cares I shoulder,
I conceal and collect.

Her ears keen to the notes I offer,
My anxiety she dissects.

Taking on more as I grow older,
Less her fear affects.

Understanding her and less eager,
I share all; she...

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My TransITion began there
right there
in my woodland playground,
when I first knew
something right feels wrong to others.

I was blind to curve-balls
hurled at me.
Being "It" is not why I grow
this TransIt mind and body!

Or, is it?

Could I become TransIt
if we ubiquitously cooperated
sharing coincident TransItions?

TransIt and Ego
play best...

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It was there
right there
on woodland's playground
when I first knew
something stirs very wrong.

I was blind to balls
hurled at me,
being It is not why I grow my mind and body,
or is it?

I am "It!"
or at least half It.

It and I play best alone.
He slows down
to notice ocean...

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With the sun in the forceps 
Of an ageless night, 
The bells at the lighthouse toll 
Until they are merely sterile 
Breaths.  
Occasionally, a ghostly whisper 
Validates and dissects 
Each tear, each truth. 
I can't imagine their loneliness- 
watching light burn 
Until it is...

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Youth doesn't stop to question if love is true,
they're eager to ignite passion's flame.
For; the need to belong outweighs their fears,
a desire so strong it's hard to ignore.

Sweethearts blinded by the aura of love
shun all reason as darkness zeros in.
For; the dazzling prospects of make-believe
tickles...

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He slowly sips every drop whilst he dissects the morning news
Coagulating cream congeals in his china cup
Coffee coloured rings form with every sip
If the cup was a tree I could tell its age

Written from observing a local man in our local coffee shop
He sits for...

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GOD: IS THE SOURCE OF THE PLANET AND THE COURSE
THE STRENGTH ABSORBED, CIRCULATED IS THE HARDEST FORCE
PROCEEDED THOUGHTS LIKE OCEAN AND RIVER FLOWS
TO REACH THE HEIGHT OF SUCCESS AND LIFE’S LOWS

KNOWLEDGE IS WISDOM SHEARED
AND WISDOM IS KNOWLEDGE UTILIZED
AS THE WISE SEE WITH ALL EYES
BUT...

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Dead


Dead person does not harm 
Or love any one
Why people scare of them!
After death

Surgeon knows dead person 
Does not oppose
While dissects corpse

Difference between the dead
And slept is
One can speak
Another cannot.

All know this irony fact
Even cannot trust in that

Like in cinema role remains apart
People in life...

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Scattering spellbound in search of this utopia
Minds-eye in shortfall dissects one's monopoly
Through no choice of own approach it sloppily,
Exude to a position such promised, Ethiopia-

As the diminishing dream on landscapes ensemble  
The probate illusion of Queen of Egypt's daughter
Who proceeds through this escapade of...

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I resume being paused as my mind dissects the vernacular,
Is continuing to think, a symptom of strength?
I chuckle as I sit befuddled,
With a constant struggle between this or that...
Yes or maybe,
As a baby, knowledge of strength was passively instilled in me,
Watching my mother produce more...

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The instigator relates, we cheer.
Deflates nay Sayers
The instigator retraced all fears
Detest all stares
The instigator dissects dialect
The instigator obliges his faith
What phase? The instigator 
Emblazed freeze gaze.
Counsels full LAWS.
Legal eagle at the cause.
The instigator  has
 FAME No game.
The instigator takes flight 
Ignites surprise
Do fly red...

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