Best Expiring(A) Poems

Pardon me, I am aspiring
to some day be retiring,
but first I must be acquiring
a position. Though I’m not keen on perspiring
I admit I have been...

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They crumble like confetti,
These little poems I write,
One letter on each tiny scrap,
They blow into the night.

To tickle the toes of a passing star,
And burn...

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I stroll beneath lavish trees 
exploring  the break of morning freely, 
and through a swarm of boughs' embrace
jasmines twirl around the edges 
like a...

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Identical Twins



Time is passing
Life is fleeting
We will all be memories
Some day

We bid them farewell
Those we have known
With no compensation
For broken hearts

Each life has known us
Though...

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Damn where is my mind at, striving and finding the best way to adapt,

           ...

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The birth place of world war II
after an invasion void of any declaration.
Stamps on history’s book by feminine hands
to ascertain the first death sentence of...

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Who would imagine that my life would come down to the edge of a blade
worked and worked on stone, scraping off goo and removing the...

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I breathe your name,in the silence of my heart
Your passion my awakening,your love my flame
With each rising of the sun my breath departs
Your presence is...

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Georg Cantor. Chasing infinity. I must!

He was a very lonely man
Tortured by desire to understand
The world and the God’s mind 
Like a fearless seasoned sailor...

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Fear and violence and guilty judgment
display synaptically sharp,
competing "Loser!" skittish economies.
Love and active peace sustain buoyance,
resilience,
robustly revolving away
from red skies of mourning;
cooperatively mutual Win-Win
ecology of...

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What a city I murmur to myself looking at its map.
We approached the city known as Dis,
with its vast army and its burdened citizens.
At last...

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When did business ethics
find roots in science
rather than re-connecting
humane re-ligion?

Thereby exempting,
divorcing,
earning a merely fair
and acceptable free economic pass
to continue extraction
exploitation
to build corporate empires
divorced from religion's...

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jun-jun villanueva 

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teardrops emanate from within
inner bane, anguish perforatin'
space for vigour...

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You're the flame around my heart,
am I still your smile
when we're apart?

As you leave your flame flares up,
but when I look into your face,
I miss...

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We are fire.
We fire.
We consume and produce warm memories,
and colder dissonance.
Where were we before first flicker of flame?
What were we before our time?

After our last...

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