Best Giddy Poems

I was a skilled, dedicated CIA agent, helping to preserve national security,
By searching for and garnering information, as silvery rain ensures purity.

Days were spent perusing...

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In opulence you lie and dream
Of nothing but your Harem Queen
Her honeyed eyes and silky thighs
Those sultry moans and sated sighs
You dream of touching rounded...

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Birth begins the tragedy in us. Life's
First sound is a blank scream
Against sorrow's hidden portends of strifes
All we know are mirages and dream.

Mother took the...

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Although I'm little distant, I love you on this day
Because I love you more than I did yesterday 
Come lay with me on today
Don't hesitate...

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Some children come into the school building dancing, singing, hopping, bursting with uninhibited glee.
They exchange giddy, happy stories about their day at the mall, dropping...

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Dreaming quite deeply one dark night
I saw your image and most beautiful face
Passionately kissing my soul and spirit
Charming my innermost desires and wishes
Beguiling my inner...

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In ancient times as told in rhymes 
    there was a hero Greek
Whose mother said, “Before you’re dead 
   ...

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As affection of summer’s glow expires 
    Winds bear upon us announcing autumn chill
I wonder the memories laid upon me still
 ...

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i remember you;
giddy little child
with the mona-lisa smile
and sun-burnt hair
as it brushed against
your ivory skin
you were so innocent then

i never saw the sadness
that lingered in...

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Nothing eases the unending sorrow
Of lost love that brought joy to each morrow
Wish there was something that could ease the pain
Of longing to be together...

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If you wait until the sun goes down,
a thousand suns will rise.
Artificial, bright, igniting
tangled clouds in smoggy skies,
and flooding dingy streets
with fluorescent streams of light
that...

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“The October night comes down; returning as before
Except for a slight sensation of being ill at ease
I mount the stairs and turn the handle of...

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Poetry is a highly personal endeavor for all who write
And answer the inspiration of Our Eternal Poetry Muse.

Why do we write poetry?
This a very important...

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What is ? ----- Is it ?



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AMIDST POUNDS OF FORCE and FURY

Conscious cold clouds sweeping, killing softly the suns bright,
romancing evocatively with the winds, aghast it blows! Blows!
Gray to black are...

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