Best Exists Poems

Who knows if magic exists,
if dreams come true
and whether miracles take place
(all of these things we thought we knew)

... buried in our haste
to dig childhood's grave...

And though something gets lost
along the way,
it's never very far --
(and oddly enough
never very near)

We find it when we least...

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I have never met Him
  He's never spoken to me
I don't know His address
  He's impossible to see

Yet I know that He exists
  I'm sure as can be
He dwells in my heart ~
  and in worlds I can't see...

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No one else exists 

A crowded city street
strolling a narrow sidewalk,
your hand in mine
Pastel neon lights paint the buildings
in soothing colors,
softening sharp edges,
creating a wonderland 
on this cool winter night 

A small bistro, street side tables
candle light and tablecloths
tiny dancing flames on white linen
igniting your...

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There's no poetry in me
I'm empty
I'll make sweeping remarks
Change my mind
Keep it in 
Spit it out
Sink and fly
Gaze out in a daze
Lost beneath eyelids 
Too heavy to rise
Too watched to sleep it off by closing
I wish to be enclosed in an embrace that takes away...

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Humanity Exists As Sad Creatures With Evil Skins

Reprieve may be a fine desert or a freedom to live
A blessing freely granted or the power to freely give
But we must dare admit what immense courage some things take
And use our smart brains to identify the sorrowful...

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Football exists!
It's all hit and miss,
The goals they missed,
Lost in the mists,
Supporters get miffed,
Yes, football exists,
Woe! No more need be said,
I've banished football from my head!...

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Shadow poet -
sleep does not come easy.
Out of bed- creep across the floor,
silently so not to wake those dreaming
whose buried dreams from them shall never flow.

So to the door down the hall,
find a light that's low.
Hurry - for you know that thoughts are fleeting
like this...

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In the edge of hope beyond the keyhole of times door

Exists the plane where we can all cope 

In the corner where dreams are born

Lies the eternal heartbeat of love

Where whispers of sun lights laughter shine

Where the pages of charity are kept

Beyond the road of...

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EVIL Exists; Utopia Does Not

		You may remember them--
		a wildly-diverse band of individuals--
		a strange ensemble comprised of 
		various races, age brackets,  
		backgrounds, and philosophies.
		By the mid-seventies the philosophies
		had been replaced with one mindset, that
		of a leader with irresistible power
		who compared himself to Jesus Christ.
		He banished...

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If reincarnation exists, then I truly do believe
that I may very possibly be
the reincarnate of Saint Francis of Assisi,
The Patron Saint Of All Animals,
according to most Christian philosophy,
but whether or not I am the reincarnate of he,
I know this for sure most definately.
If Saint Francis...

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If love exists, why can't I find it
Am I not worth it, or isn't it real?
If it doesn't, how can I long for it
And what can I call then what I feel?

If love exists, why hasn't it come to me
Or am I too vile and...

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The sign of a cross lives in these eyes 
where our sins and those of others 
weigh us down deeply burdened inside 
unspoken truth from behind the curtains 
bound by silence to avoid war sleeps

Forgiveness carries the torch forward 
warmly flickering with freedom and peace...

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I have been there surely?
Flying over the clouds, fighting with Curley

Crocodiles and pirates avast!
Slipping through the trees and running fast

Danger lurks about this heaven indeed
Pirates area all dangerous...even Smee

My childhood home resembles what neverland is
But I know that it is somewhere it exist...

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Fresh as newly cut ice motions slowly creep into the cold 
crystal clarity can see prints hold a negative pulse to develop 
it's like the wheat and the darnel the darnel mimics the wheat 
and almost identical until it ripens for the harvest 
The wheat...

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It is in heaven I shall live forever
the earth is my floor
and the sky is my canopy
it sends the rains to make rivers
to water me and grow me plants
for a simple sustenance
and for me a bountiful food

I do not meanly the falsehood
and concealing the truth...

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