Best Feasibly Poems

~My Heart~

•      One last night before the grave
•	Thousands of thoughts of you I save
•	-Every night, I experience the same dream
•	That you haunt me, exposing my sensual needs
•	You push me,
•       Into a pit of everything...

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First and above all
He dreamt me up, had me in regards
Prior to conceived, befit me for salvation
Timely was parturient into realm that was, is and forever will be
Little nothing known I, wholly out-and-out shed He supreme priceless blood.

Could He resent dying on the woods?
Nail-pierced palms’...

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In human form I was born. In human frame I will stay,
but for some other species, life doesn't transpire that way.
A wiggly caterpillar transmutes into a wondrous creature
when it emerges with beautiful wings as its best feature.

I can't begin to imagine myself in an altered...

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In the land of Eden,
In the land of Nod.
I once was a man,
That had a plot.
The black eye derived from fratricide,
Reprised in time despite;
the denies of delight.
Fight or flight, Its just not right;
To take your brothers life for strife.
I'm enviable as I'm labeled in a...

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The macrocosm weaved you into actuality,
spun you into instrumentality.
Made of cosmos, you are irrevocably fused,
embedded in the stream of being.

The microcosm energizes you into dynamism,
induces you in electromagnetism,
the photons of your incarnation dance
in every glance, prance in every instance
of your continuance.

Love’s subatomic particles collide in...

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Whoever sees me,
Fancies me,
And fancies my look,
Body and my entire,
Whoever touches me, 
Loves me..
And who loves me,
Gets attracted to my desire,
Whoever approaches me... 
Wants me, and wants more, my exotic warmth,
And my burning fire,
Whoever talks to me,
Gets charmed,
By my tender voice,
And becomes my living slave,...

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Our minds play
an eisegetical game
transubstantiating our debating minds
translating our felt bodies
embodied contexts

Natural/Spiritual environments
felt yet untouched messages
spoken through ancient metaphoric narratives
polypathic tales
multiculturing mysteries
sacred polytheistic histories

Felt 
egocentrically thoughtful
inside

Touched
exterior-invested
sacred trans-pantheistic skin
outside transparent reverence
for all born vulnerably holy
within and without.

Secular
colonizing
patriarchal 1 above
beyond

Sacred ecopolitical
root chakra 
sensory co-empathic
compassion circling 0
inside/outside communion

Below...

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I have no feelings , no thoughts and no remorse,
Deathly evil lurks around my mind,
I know no humor, i am the maggot on a corpse.
maybe its time for me to unwind.

I hate mostly everyone, except one,
But your most likely included,
Mind on the burner, death from...

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Mountains as far as the eye can see.
Can this really be?

Sharp hills roll violently,
As the wind mills turn silently.

Time flows idly,
How many miles until we're free?

This will not go easy,
Yet, we'll acheive
The feasibly serious
Task of not becoming delirious.

Don't act imperious,
I have no patience
For those who...

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I sit in front of myself, 
Finding my way into my own eyes, 
Searching for myself in my mirror,
Though I do not recognize this figure the light reflects,
I gaze past my trasparent face,
Looking for me,
I wipe invisible tears that never fell away,
Seeing the hidden scars...

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The declining years,dominated by sulky bone
When she endured herself as a crone
Yearned for gossips,giggles and grin
Chitter chatter and companion conversation about who would win
Asking her a recipe was a justification
To talk,to connect,to bridge the gap formation
To include her as part of my existence
Feasibly to make...

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No Stopping The Carousel Of Time!

The inescapable reality
     consigning one at birth
     automatically includes no breath
oblige premise, whereat
     existence can terminate
     with sudden, 
     and...

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The way of talking is exasperatingly bellicose.
The paradigm of longanimity has been dulled.
Presence, tragically, can't gather a full megadose.
Exceedingly, it is delicate and cracking cold.

I was prone to bouts of gloominess and fatigue.
More sureness would have been suffering an intrigue.
However, I improvised a helping to...

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Let the music- rhythm dictate with its own pace
Do not alter or contemplate
Now translate with lyrics that contain-explain but do not complement or compensate
Together they will glide and slide intimately – side by side in unity
Transforming together in synchrony
Delivering words that will seek out easily,...

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Copious tears flowed gently in the dire disaster 
                            but we're not in brutal excess.
Doom occurs precisely in...

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