Best Forger Poems

...' The gods' spake to all who had 'wide' ears...
but all they heard was Apollo's muse....'
   

How leavened my soul to search,
   
   wooly and wild to the waxxen wind,
   
   how swift my wi......

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...The mind of God
populates a universe

there is no distance between
the maker and the made

the expression and the source – 

The Almighty speaks
and the sum of Him listens – 
responds with ......

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...And after had passed the two enraged by
On which I had before pointed my sight,
I turned to others evil-born my eye.

I saw one, who the form of lute have might,
If he the groin in full had only......

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...I just found your last letter to me,
And read it while watching a blazing sunset,
Emulating the happy sun you drew in your letter.

Ten years almost to the day, you killed yourself,
I'm left wit......

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...You have fixed   all movements   within time 
every trails destination    have you outlined
no creature     can operate           outside its rule
the regulations of the cosmos       no man can ov......

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...How leavened my soul to search,
   
   wooly and wild to the waxxen wind,
   
   how swift my wings though my fancy yearns,

   catching sights amorous upon its brim;

The cradled seeds of creation

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...Dear GreenKollar Peeplez



l' home qui doit nous unir
il rendra l' alliance
forte a nouveau
les promoteurs du monde
enteir le soutiennent
les gens doivent
les rende riches
levr arrogance ......

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...A red rose in a white rose’s tree,
How unique could this be,
For the first time I see,
A red rose in a white rose’s tree
 
For how long will the red rose last?
Did it blossom in the past?
I wish it w......

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...“The Hand that Rocks the Cradle is the Hand That Rules the World” 
by William Ross Wallace

Oh! Woman

Aren’t you God’s supreme handiwork?
An animated form of chiseled art
A joy to beh......

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...Trying to live
in this world

Life the impossible
art form

Gathering strength
in the storms

Losing it all
in a moment

Loving with all
that I have

Love the incomparable
marvel

Pain its inseparabl......

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...An Excelente Balade of Charitie (“An Excellent Ballad of Charity”)
by Thomas Chatterton, age 17
modernization/translation by Michael R. Burch

As wroten bie the goode Prieste
Thomas Rowley 1464
......

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...Life is a droplet in the sea
After death will at least we be free
The nice thing about the sea
Is it has no memory

But that to
Is not exactly true
Life began in the sea
So it has long memory......

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...astronomers often describe
the path of their heavenly ride
far off in the distant night sky
defining what's higher than high
luminous wavelength emitters
heavenly hosts all aglitter
lost in gra......

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...how will it all happen and how will it end
reflect before you act 
well it all just depends
of the consequence of the impact

have you hit rock bottom 
tryin to win the race
forgot where you c......

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...Time is a betrayer
Sometimes, its a player
It would betray you
And you'd blame yourself
It can misrepresent you
So that you'd forger yourself
Time chases you everywhere
It comes on your heels
......

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