Best Distorts Poems

(In a Lush Garden Somewhere Out There)

The student stands where shifting sands of thought
Once firm with reason 
now elusive truths are sought.
Its splendor wanes 
a threadbare fading strand,
A quest for wisdom 
in this digital land.

Sage: (With gentle gaze)
A sprite of bytes 
on data's wings 
you...

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Somber is the color of the day...
Window glass distorts the view, of the dreary afternoon
Prisms of light cavorting outside, are reflected from the dew
and rainbows are splashed, from an old pewter lamp 
       as if to divert me of...

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Like a damp bath towel,
a wet mist wraps itself around my shoulders
and my spine shudders at its touch.

A skim-milk sky retains a bluish tinge
as a yellow sun swims behind a reef of clouds
absorbing its light like a thirsty sponge.

And I see my world through a...

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And so it goes. Seated, contemplative. A sudden cacophony abiding. Many floods ebb then flow; good/bad. Memories distilled, truth distorts. Folly found fair ‘gainst fear flames fanned. Shame ignorance opened, book bound veracity logged. Guardrails bent, bowed, betray. Step, then step again, mindlessly tumbling ‘cross...

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Oh, this impish ill!
this mystic flock of ever-roaming pain;
You now possess fully
my body and my life.
I am at your full attention and mercy;
Do you not rejoice?
Are you not overwhelmingly triumphant?
This very body that shamed kings into beggars,
that made cowards into martyrs,
songs to motivation,
and indisputable chaos...

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Quote No.1
   “As you live deeper in the heart~
        The mirror gets clearer and cleaner.”
                     ...

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Skin of Terror
- Daniel Henry Rodgers

(The stage lights come up slowly on Michael's face, which is crisscrossed with wrinkles from his fuming anxiety. He peers out into the gloominess at the wheel and tightly clutches the steering wheel. Perched like a set piece in a...

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I wonder if your children rise at night
And haunt the shadows with your name
I wonder if memory would take flight
Were you now as then the cuddled same

How did you come to me the first time
What did we say to start the flame
Our romance fell apart...

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There was a time when 
pleasure came on the tip of a tongue.
When fear fled and the senses
did indulge.

Though visions dim and
sound distorts, dismays…
the tang of sweet and sour stay
abides within the aged form
in figureless grace.

Released are we aged crones and cronies
no longer the baited...

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I'm begging you with every inch of my sanity,
The sky is painted by the lights in your eyes tonight,
I tremble in frustration, as I will myself not to kiss you,
And for the first time I donêt want to win this fight,
Let me surrender, captured by...

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In Heaven
You're in a better home. 
There are no vicious attacks there 
but beautiful angels sing.

Assured by the florist.
Roses have no thorns,
sorrow is always banished,
discomfort exists not more.
The weather is always mild
and butterflies abound,
flowers produce perfume,
pollen clogs no lungs.

Down here the thunder rumbles
the storm distorts...

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Society has exactly no bounds.
Now many of you males and females judge yourself by the pound.
Scared to be your own person because society expects you to look a way, act a way, and be a way.
"Every look you take in the mirror distorts your vision...

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Let it go..
A stream of thoughts ..
Of which some are negative..
Flows inside you. 
Through you..
Thoughts a constant battle .
Hauntingly disrupts your own clarity..
Distorts you .
Erodes you..
Subjected to it..
Wrapped in the stream of worries
Negativity arrives at your own finish line..
A race ..
A battle..

Cease fighting..
Succumb to what...

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expound, do smiles fade
as memory distorts reality
how can we know
we were happy then...

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In the looking glass, a reflection pained,
A self-portrait, a visage marred and strained,
Unrecognizable,  sight hard to bear,
Time-stamped emotions etched, lines of despair.

Pain and loneliness, from the eyes do peep,
A mirror's truth, emotions buried deep,
Over times, I seek my personal gaze,
Expecting joy, yet dust distorts...

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