Best Furtive Poems

"How to tame the madness"

As I sit here, with intense dirty desire,
Tonight I think of you (the moon and stars)
To you, I send a redolent...

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I sit alone as evening claims the day,
with common crow my only confidant.
I watch the sun sink slowly in the bay
while musing life and love...

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Well, Gypsy Guy would rather die than hunker down in chains,

be ridden south with bit in mouth, or heed the hold of reins.



The ruling lot...

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When tons of doom filled nights fall on your head,
hot embers glow and fires burn unabated,
you recall her last breath and wish you were dead.
In...

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so look at us, the princess and her fool
          this painted jester - just a silly...

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The big headlines cause sensation,
Media’s chosen information.
Manipulative, they entomb
the big elephant in the room.

Stress is put on the suggestive
keeping tongue and the mind active.
They sweep...

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What smug pseudomorph 
inhabits my reflection,

adroitly mimicking my 
every manner and expression,

mercilessly mocking me 
with flawless simulation?
 
She is the great pretender;
a master counterfeiter;
a furtive...

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Humble heart naked like a winter tree,
yearns for seasons to remain evergreen.
Furtive eyes have disturbed this reverie,
soul stands still like nonchalant figurine. 

Walking away to...

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The Lost Poem 

This is dedicated to a quickly lost poem.
Its opening line for a second known.
No more than a furtive verse buried away.
Maybe my...

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Half-past dusk, and I am seated on a low wall,
the custodian of the garden my Mother made.
Two of the primary colours rest awhile,
but blue is...

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Humble this moment under skies of grey
Reading poems of furtive words wrote with you,
Contemplating where you are now this day
With an ascetic mind of times...

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yellow finch
perches on the blue bell
precarious existence
a loopy optimism 
on a long flower stem, bending
a high wire act
a finely poised stature
picture perfect
infused with summer's tangled...

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Rumi Verse: The universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself, everything that you want you already are.
      ...

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As dawn unfolds today beyond my fractured windowpane,
a breeze beguiles the ashen drapes. Like snakes they slip aside,
revealing wanton worlds that race and run aground,...

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My mind is burning, blazing, turning
With doubts and irrational drivels
My heart is livid and hardened
For it freezes in the potentials of disappointment
Of failure, downfall, and...

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