Best Harshest Poems

I Am Winter

I am cold – not heartless,
nor do I wish any harm.
This is just the way it is,
my gaze - a shivering chill,
my kiss...

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In the darkest of times 
be the light of a candle 
but the harshest of crimes 
to let melt your candle 

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Give, unmindful of a...

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A graceful sky slips soft in night, 
pools of sunset cascade in streams.
Our skin desires moon’s golden light;
we long to dip in endless beams.

I sweep...

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A requiem can faintly be heard 
     in the springtime breeze
as dandelion's morph from gold 
     blossoms...

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Tucked in a box of memories 
is a smile lost long, long, ago. 
Tattered by the harshest of winds 
left buried beneath the winter's snow;...

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Dark thoughts emerging from a lifeless spirit,
a wandering ship sinking into the remotest depths;
denying itself reality and its sense of comfort...
and was ever there a...

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Mirrored Refrain
xaBA,xbAB,xaBA,xbAB
x represents the only lines that do not rhyme in this poem. A & B represent the refrain!

Linda-Marie


Angelic force,
draping over me, her canopy. 
Unmasking...

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Sorrow

My sorrow can swim my sorrow can fly 
I’ve tried to put it to bed but my sorrow wont lye 
It’s not only well hidden...

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A sad state our government has become today 
in this awful news that just pushes the boat out further 

As our democracy for one protecting...

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Been blessed with a girl, so perfect, so small
then she says her first words in no time at all

pull up your socks theres a new...

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A Rhyming Tale Of The Barbaric, Murderous, Trail Of Tears

Sun had failed to rise on this once deep and true red-bloodied land
Horrors of death, shock...

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She grabbed at the quarter full pop bottle neck, 
cream soda from Marsh’s,
and held like a truncheon, in the harshest
of voices 
produced an otherworldly sound,...

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My harshest critic is the mirror,
Revealing to me...I haven't moved on.
My life has no current of happiness,
Just a stagnant still pond.

I dwell in a lonely...

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My lotus flower, adrift on the water bed,
Your petals top the pond,
Lilies, Irises, Hyacinths.
The sun reminisces,
And the moon grieves,
For in the dark of night,
It hides...

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How sweet are the messages of affirmation,
Enhancing our self-image when we are down
Often providing reason for contemplation,
But should not be worn like a golden crown.
To...

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