Best Drips Poems

It seems at times we play sad parts.
Dancing on the edge of obscurity.
Music played on broken harps.

One step away from insanity.
We cling with a fervored grip.
How we hold on is a mystery.

We try not to drink yet take a sip.
The flavor of remorse intoxicates.
From our...

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The rain of shattered dreams drips, like the tears of fallen stars,
Each drop is a sigh of my soul, weeping in the depths of nature,
In the eternal waltz of the raindrops, weaving with the day’s sadness,
A song of shadows, senselessly pouring onto the silent earth.
Each...

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sweet mango hedgehog
upturned towards eager lips
golden nectar drips...

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A scream stretches out into the night
A desperate call heard but with guilt ignored
An echoing beacon of another battle commence
As neighbours run to their bunkers to escape its call
As blood drips from walls

In separate tombs
Two children wait in line
Hoping and praying they won't reach the...

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The sun was dripping drops floating in space like tiny stars

August18,2016...

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droplet
twins, drips and drops
different, yet the same:
drip a leak; drop means rain coming,
both wet...

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flowing rump
smooth trickles clash 
flower fast
how red drips smash 
lips touch
moments lust 
feelings last 
love has past...

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(Me slippery fingers slither,
slip and slide splashing ala
Jackson Pollock), sans slap
dash experimental, swiftly

tailored and harried writing
style, yes on par with purging,
spewing, venting...unexpurgated,
unexpressed, unexplained... 
words, which this Engelbert

Humperdinck singer/songwriter,
(whose name inexplicably popped
into the mind of this Dadaist)
offers "FAKE" apology for any

self inflicted, or sadomasochistic
flagellated cranial contusions
out...

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Opportunity drips
From my fingertips
Cup of dreams I sip
Galaxy of hope I finally grip

In the game if life
My notch has been placed
I can no put off
The chances a higher power has graced

Life wont stop
Regardless of me
Water will always drop
Birds will always fly
The hand will still tock...

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I

Sweat hours are eternities in your smile a spirit is born clear to the clothed heart cold 
wind coughs through the window slathered white poetry adorns the stars with night 
cancer is a promise exploding black and white stones in a marble phrase 

She is...

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Courtesy handy dandy
palmar hyperhidrosis
impossible mission to defeat
except poe wet tickly
even courtesy drysol.

(Me slippery fingers slither,
slip and slide splashing ala
Jackson Pollock), sans slap
dash experimental, swiftly

tailored and harried writing
style, yes on par with purging,
spewing, venting...unexpurgated,
unexpressed, unexplained... 
words, which this Engelbert

Humperdinck singer/songwriter,
(whose name inexplicably popped
into the mind of...

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My dear, dearer, dearest love
Just give me a loveful bowl
To revive my thirsty soul
And lift my feel high above

I will fly with your love wings
Into the infinity of heavens
Defeating all hateful demons
To the world where canary sings

From your rosy juicy lips
I will seek some drops...

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I'm loosing my grip 
Like wind through my finger 
tips 
I clench my fist and miss 
Bite my lip and bleed 
Shut the door and fall
All that I have isn't enough 
It's taken away so quick
Brought to my knees so swift
Fall to my face that I can't lift
Pray that you...

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"My pen drips of sorrow and on this paper I write each tear
The opening of this wound tonight locks me in this fear,
Perhaps it’s time to tell this tale,
About a love that truly failed,
A broken promise, a kingdom's feast,
The night I met this ugly beast,
Angel...

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EATEN are times of shallow graves and mindless parades,
Our pillows lull us adrift while we DIGEST on our beds.
We REGURGITATE the webs of spider’s ghosts and lonely candles,
as the morning CHEWS night into day.

As DROOL is trickled from the mouths of the displaced,
We still carry...

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