Best Forgets Poems

(The Fallen Poet)

Shadows, fall from the east
Winter show, white meadows,
Compelling words lost, in a silent world
Beautiful, Bloomingdale is how it goes
Apocalypto-- my very own limbo
Alone...

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seasons keep m o v i n g 
 and s w i r l i n g
memories keep f l o w i n...

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You said age's only a number, beauty's skin deep
Wise words to live by, now if I could only sleep
Humor never can be taken away, have...

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I will always be a gypsy- woman filled with curiosity
Running wild beneath a moonglow grasping fireflies;
Then to quickly scribble impressions on  leaves,  my...

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In your beauty, striking jewels within your light 
If I where to go into another world 
Searching behind each and every fold 
Wrapped up inside...

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Sometimes I think 
I wish my heart was made of stone.
That I never loved
and the world would just leave me alone,
because it seems,
when one passes...

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She longs to take possession of her heart, but she quickly forgets.

He used his flattering power to gleam the pages and feast. 

Like the wind...

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Forever is a word for fools,
a word that describes a time
that will never come.
Always is a word for dreamers,
a word that describes wishes
and forgets reality.
Never...

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We grasp shadows flow over magenta light
      in the crystal trails of tourmaline
      yes, both...

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How many souls live on the edge,
Between the gutter and the ledge?

A hopeless fear crawls in their gut,
Each day, another endless rut.

The moments pass profoundly...

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When the sun sets, The stars shine with no regrets. Darkness fills the air, The moon gives light with every care. The darkness is easier...

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1.
Uninvited you come, oh Erato*, you muse of poetry, the 
Majority of the times,
Knocking at my soul’s door at any given moment
Insisting on letting you...

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Continued from Part 1

Hungary hounds harangue the highlands,
howl at skies and desert islands…
Below, unfettered carbon crows conceal the parting path she chose

Lighthouse lamps and lanterns...

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Confused silence swirls around my feet,
and the anguished summer leaves,
drunk with the morning dew,
are lingering limp. 
Waiting for autumn
Preparing to crumble and mingle with earth

Somewhere...

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Hear the screams in the night, they are shattering
moonlight breaking, reverberating, splattering
Down the hall, she feels so small, cradled by the dark
blood red like roses...

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