Best Handsome Poems

My dress is made of fine peach coloured lace
Hair is in ringlets, which frames my pretty face
The lights in the room cast a romantic glow
My...

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Oh beloved,
I'm like Rumi without Shams.
A shivering summer soul,
secretly stalked by wild white winter wolves.
A chiffon child chiselling chimerical calligraphy,
cursed with invisible ink, silent in...

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There once was a bum. He was the neighborhood drunk. He had an unkempt demeanor. His salt and pepper hair had not been washed in...

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A long long time ago there lived a king.
His lovely daughter he’d give anything.

She walked about, jewels dripping from each hand,
talking down to all, thinking...

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I find you alone
in your favorite room of sorrow and suspense,
the woman I cherish more than victory or divine sense,
long untouched, you stare into a...

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COME ON SOUPER'S LETS HAVE SOME FUN AND MAKE FOLK SMILE DURING SUCH DIFFICULT TIMES FOR US ALL. THERE ARE LOTS MORE APT NAMES ...

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A wilted violet bows its pretty purple head,
Like me it has no energy as sorrow pleads.
My love, once so pure and vibrant now is dead.
My...

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Yes, that is the role of the Teacher, as Shams was to
me – showing one ‘who they are’, so they can stop
bleating, crying at night,...

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When Love Found Me

What a wonderful, magical surprise!
Sometimes love arrives in disguise.
I never saw this coming,
never anticipated such an awesome blessing.
I was at the right...

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Would I dare 

to walk a mile in her shoes

To put my feet in cinder's slippers

 marry a handsome prince

who turns out to be another...

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Sweet youth with its ghostly shadows of regret 
encircling the mind of an aging maid...like vultures 
       waiting to...

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When I saw that young muscular man 
standing, hand on hip, in the driveway
four flights down from our balcony,
I was instantly attracted before I
realized it...

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I woke trembling on the threshold of dawn 
as dappled sunlight through my window shone 
Upon my primed canvas there had been drawn 
a masculine...

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"Tease for Two"



“Ein bisschen Zucker 
mit Ihrer Sahne, Sir?“

German accent 
smoky toned 
she purred

Periwinkles suavely winked, 
then played with his -

cufflinks

“Not now Schvee Tart” 
he...

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My Waning Years

As my waning years return me to reverie
I dream about the days we spent with sylvan trees
As sunset casts its golden glow on...

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