Best Distrait Poems

Distrait within the dismal night
while drifting down deserted track...
Beyond the bend, a lantern light
illumed alone the vacant black.  
Such are the tricks that fate...

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DIMENSION CONTENTION

In the world of two dimensions
There is discord and dissension 
About what exists beyond 
The known space of which they’re fond

Some claim that’s it...

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Embrace sweet kisses under mistletoe,
soon Santa will be riding on his sleigh.
Outside the children making men of snow, 
the fondest friendship matters most this day....

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Now that i shall sink and die in the nadirs of my own house;
 And my tears shall trickle down and fall on the distrait...

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Here she comes like shaft of the sun, walking,
As sullen eyes and widened mouth feast – 
Dubbed the slayer of love; the goddess of lust...

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Should I mourn each falling leaf?
Distrait of beauty in my grief
Observe the rose in such pain
To stay a rose there to remain
Watching one by one...

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The creation of peace

The rind you sculpture 
Insulation of deep 
           To those not worth
...

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do not simply dawdle and diddle
for life may pass as a twinkle 
hardly any time to drag and dawdle
in life, joy and sorrow may mix...

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I,I,I,I, don't know what got me here.
My soul is impacted with heartbreaking despair, and logic is dim and unclear.
Should I have?
Should I have stopped him...

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Hello, hey
You don’t need to hide yourself away,
It’s only you that you'll be hiding anyways.

And you can hate yourself all that you want to,
Like the...

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Impossible mission for yours truly,
sans this dada to validate
those two most significant mentors,
no paternal biased trait,
(who I helped beget) enroute to great
adventures toward enormously

enviously exciting...

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Admit the fact, it took a long time to
realize; why you can't look straight
to his eyes; feel why stay distrait
in his absence, delay can't wait.

While...

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Act of Love
John, joined other urchins; ran away from home
He was eight years, his mother died
Father, alcoholic, abused his only son:
Physically assaulted little John.
Uncontrolled fear...

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My eyes couldn’t help 
But wander 
And smile at every passing inch 

Aimlessly following the walls 
And your voice 
Throughout the house you lay your...

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