Best Glamorize Poems

Seasons have more reasons  
to celebrate an innovative artist  
who speaks in colorful dialects—  
when abstract silence kicks in  
and suffocates the petals dried  
and left as bookmarks  
within pages of the past.
I see the opalescent rays burst through...

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I dream 
in the golden glow
of a sakura orchid
nestled between blooming browns~
as saffron streaks of sunsets
  spill syllables of l o v e and trust,
scented with sugared crystals,
emitting musical verses
to calm the inner child~
healing in silence
dusted with pastels of p e a c e.

But...

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Depression is not treated by putting on lip stick 
you stand in the mirror and put on the tears snot 
drooling in your mouth behind the curtains awaiting 
to go out on stage and face an eager audience depression
stings like a bee you painfully feel...

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Let there be laughter in the tears we cry
Answers found to all the questions why

Why do we all accept what’s being done?
I guess there’s a dark side to everyone

Where should our Nation go from here?
As Liberty’s Statue sheds her tears

The economy, gangs and the endless...

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At the door of my heart I hear a knock 
It is late and all are in slumber deep
And the door jammed like a rock
Fruitless to wake up emotions asleep

Once a jasmine faced entered this door
For decades knocking sound’s unheard
Why to entreat, why to conjure
With...

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Everything you have 
Everything you own
Everything you feel, say, and do
is coming from God
You may not want to believe me
But if you think everything is coming from your own doing
You have another thing coming
God doesn't put people on this universe
for things to happen randomly, by...

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Part Two

When we were young you used to have a wit rarely challenged and a strength of passion no one questioned 
Now you stress about the little things and you're seeming very anxious 
You had beauty early on in our lifes before this happened 
I...

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Lemmings’ Cliff Run
                       by Odin Roark

Might it be

We are naively gullible 
Believing like the Lemmings
From the ocean-cliff’s edge
Down below looks like a lake
So...

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To Be Unrealized
                  by Odin Roark

By whose standards
you might ask.

The standard for the conscious,
the persons who regardless of career aspiration,
relationship passion,
past guilt baggage,
know that job,
partners,
acclaim,
power,
and celebrity,
are but controlling...

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Afternoon, late March, delivering promise
of downtime from errands, long lines at the post,
queues of cars at stoplights, what, if anything, is in
the pantry for supper.  A glass of wine is nice, will suffice
against the mind's continuous monolog, news of unrest
in distant lands, world hunger,...

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PROSE of late may, rainy day

I am internalized, with shallow breath, thin oxygen, not much left. INTERNALIZE, all these self-fed lies. A Hollow death and the air so thick thoughts can be touched again. I have a gift to glamorize, make it easy, make it...

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Work it out
I’ll show you the other side of me
Silence shouts…
Let’s leave this loneliness behind…

I’m sorry for being so stubborn
I feel the aches and burns

What’s wrong with me?
Am I on Cloud 7 again?
Who cares if my heart is full of frivolous fear 
For, I can’t...

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Tagore says it mostly in incomplete lingering thoughts. The last line should equip you with a thousand more versatile ways, only do not pick up there, there is nothing to pick up there, in reluctance. 

How do you knit a pattern? When are you true...

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Restless night under summer skies
Butterflies and time that dies
I can’t exactly vocalize
Or apologize for all the guys

If you were wise you could surmise
The faults in my alibies
Then agonize what that must imply
And recognize how I exercise

Now rise, look into my eyes
Watch the sunrise
Ignore my cries
I’m...

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This love at first sight
Leaves my jaws pretty tight
Lips tremble despite the confusion so slight
I remain just calm to serve on right
But I see a night in broad daylight
I ask myself, is this fiction twilight
Or just shock or real fright

I have seen pretty, yes
Even prettier,...

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