Best Epoch Poems

Amidst the vortex of empty time, going back a calumnious climb,
To change a love my only crime, sweet surrender of life sublime…
The Time Machines are ready still, sending me back upon my will,
To gain back love I shall fulfill, amongst meadows of the daffodil.

Evaporating reflections...

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Like a breeze from the past, once again appears
Welcomed out of curiosity, calms her life's fears
Out of the blue this breeze like the very first day
Abounds in the hearts, allowing two individuals to play

No era determines time, nor does age discriminate
For this breeze drfited over,...

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Meeting you here at last grasping 
every thought every meaningful 
gesture I'd wrap myself up in the 
essence of your bronzed glow
slowing lowering my minds eye 
to the depth of your soul capturing
 
this bountiful energy that seemed
to restore over and over again 
mastered to...

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He said,  dismantling of USSR was  the greatest geopolitical catastrophe of century, 
I said  it  was been the greatest breakthrough of our age and hope for the best future.
We have been so quite disagree  but he was a very influential...

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VERLENIAN EPOCH
[I am] from the place where white man states that, literary devices are 
     for him creatively.
[I am] commencing the era when empowerment formed in writing.
As a Poet and Philosopher of life ways, [I am] aspiring to connect to scholars.

With...

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The beauty stands still                                         ...

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When a precedent-busting pandemic is palling around the world 
when its concomitant panic and pain freak out
it is your fine figures that are unflinchingly unfurled
e'en as proctective gears barely eke out.

Isolation wards owe you diligence and devotion
ICU hours witness your will and willingness in motion
solely...

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Living in the Cenozoic era
Broken down for Holocene
Quaternary argues me
Hadean Eon answered
Love is science, religion smiled 
Started launching Holy Book
Planetesimal rules, interval.
Hades, Hebrew for hell...

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Here’s the arm of my giddy on…
It’s a pity that’s it’s not what you’re expecting
Inspections detected a mention 
Called weapons of mass destruction
What freaking moron would build such things
Pretending to tend to the important Beings
Lending to send such meaningless meanings
Keeping the freeKin’ fearing sound, 
on...

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EPOCH
My literal nemesis
An engagement with enmity
A truest of enemies
Dishonest to none, except to me.
Only to me. She saves her lies for me.
Saves herself while all her time is in other peoples company
Only lies to me at night
And only when she is done;
Will I write our...

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Time is smooth like a bird's chirp drew
Hazy but arranged, strength derive. 
With asked waning, something might blew
Time is both blendings where zeal rive. 
Hissing us all
With a sound fall.

Dread with dying, but given due
flight boundary briefs or contrive. 
We wish for a quick and...

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Beyond the times of struggle, I grew up
In blazing pursuit of success 
I sometimes lost myself
In depths of someone's envy
In closed limpid walls of mirror

Surrounded by many people
I perceived the very significance of life
They were what you call friends but they
never linger long in your...

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A whole is normally the sum of all of its parts
Cept in politics, stumps even us most clever bards
All rules are out the window
The world is in limbo
We'll soon come to our senses and this era disregard...

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A grandfather clock,
ticks away the seconds from his life,
if only he had known she was there.
Yet he called out for his beloved wife,
she just gazed at him with a saddened stare,
as seconds grew into minutes and maddening hours.

The tick tock of that clock,
echoed monotonously in...

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Statements are the treats
To the spoken,
But to the intended;
They still might ill-treat.

The Dreamer still dreams-day dreams
To find his passion
In his day,
But realizes at  nights
That he spends his time in nothingness.
The Merchant says,
Where and when forth you get me my love
There and then forth...

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