Best Graveness Poems

I am worried 
I am in despair 
I am tensed
I am in low spirits

My song sounded melancholic 
My thought turned pessimistic 
My emotion became lifeless
My life seemed purposeless 

My heart lost its rhythm
Cold shivers rippled my blood 
My pulse missed its beat
Vacuum nested every nerve...

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Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white;
alone with the enduring Earth, and Night.
With fold to fold, of mountain or of cape;
who wrestles with his dream; as some pale shape.
Their sharp black heads against a quiet sky,
where youth grows pale, and spectre-thin, and dies.
As if...

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The mirtangist may never willingly hear
may not want to hear
the multaiyam announcing his cue
nor the melodist aware of the flautist's right
to the change in the raga
the plucking of the yal strings
to the goatskin drummed bleats
and pleas of mindless fingers
for out there
on the receding promontary's rising...

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Wind-farms of love

Comets lighting humanity 
                                       ...

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i'd remembered you why it was 
that august week dazed i suppose 
you were the meek i'd settled beyond 
the graveness that shattered my senses 
unable to feel taste or even smell 

my eyes glowed a gentle childlike expression
my thoughts were being composed organized 
deep...

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As night descends, casting darkness
all is silent and so very still
waiting, listening, and breathless

Into the dark of nights coldness
do you feel it, that stone cold chill
as night descends, casting darkness

The cold seeping chilling  denseness
it seems to invade , to instill
waiting, listening, and breathless

Something ...

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Hello Linnie.. Well I dont think I've ever came across your 'problem' before ever do
you really feel bad about this.? Munch munch mmm..gulp Yes I feel so..Well so torn; really..' I'm a cannibal let's face it, and I enjoy the black ones most.' So that...

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i'd craved you beneath 
a sullen stroking hinder
i'd mastered your total 
morale absolute need 
for touch as simplicity 
mattered less throughout 
the graveness rather 
flowing between a covenant 
a sinking nook above seaside inn 
where memories rolled out 
with the evening tide 
coasting hushes mass...

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you'd beckoned my thoughts again 
through sudden whispers 
i've declined to respond morbidly
catering to the quaint findings 

of life after death a quiet calm
arose over shattered fixings
wildly i'd mastered the gory details
hindering my every whim 

childishly i catered to his robe
nestled beneath wrath carny 
and...

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i'd dreamt of you 
why before now
before it all began 
to whither so 
beneath me 
i'd wandered throughtout 
tangile lessons 
hidden gestures 
lost saturday nights 
beyond a certain graveness 
i suppose silent
leaving nothing out 
you'd be there always
awaiting my entrance 
a still glance 
bouncing off...

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i'd wandered again staring 
into streams of livid pools waving 
raptures of rushing currents startled 
beyond such graveness however tempted 
to explore even more than before i'd missed 
your pondering about awaiting my dashing exit 

away from the flock that scattered sparingly 
my temperament craved...

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US AND THE STATE OF THE WORLD

With our present world encapsulated
In a shell of abject tragedy, it’s becoming
Painfully difficult to pen pleasurable words
Of the beautiful glow of the graces of nature
As that of humankind blooms dark graveness:-

Today, declining humor, splendor, and praising,
Are at their lowest...

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we gathered our canteens
while coughing up
tar from the hidden gravel
across high terrain

through the mist of Ankara
teal fabric blew in the.breeze
over burnt orange fragments
torn from my temporal

mangled mind of madness
shifting the gates 
of emotional tiredness 
we'd waited above ground 

as the evening roared
past us again in...

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Tells Tolls Tribute


                        The veil of shadows is the bright rite of passage
         ...

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we opened the night
through a starry canvas
that covered my thoughts 
I'd began to wonder 

the meaning of loneliness 
never had I foreseen 
such graveness 
beneath my silk nylons 

and lace garter belt 
thee infamous portrait 
standing before me 
was indeed us 

a picture of sullen...

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