Best Harts Poems

Clouds of doubt hovered 
Over our heads 
They multiplied and grew to 
Mistrust 
That brewed into a storm of anger which 
Unleashed its rage in
Thunder...

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Now let us forget foreign captains
And Conquistadores myth
That colors the morning exuberantly
With exotics wars and phony fathers
Like a fine lady strolling along a rotten street
I...

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The spring is coming in a slow pace,
But I can sense something in the air,
Something coming out of nowhere,

I stood in front of the elevator...

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The merry men and Robin Hood
Were drinking in the local wood
And roasting harts.*

The meat, they said, was very good;
They even ate, it’s understood,
The private parts.

*...

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Part One:

Eva of in chanting rib
Seduces Adam to sinful ways
Beckoning him to lay in tall Field of grass were love is made
Lilith looks on with...

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Death is indeed what I seek
Say to all, an end to troubles
Is here to soon

No minute shall pass
Hearing mouths utter falsehood
Harts barring blackness
All to have

Not...

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If really I were a gifted painter
And as it were, I was to paint a man
I’d get my draw board, brush, paint and water
I’d work...

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For shall the almighty dance with wickedness 

Freasting darkness solidifies clashing swords 

Forsaking us illuminates our lust for fulfillment 

Attributes for grace heightens desolation’s plot...

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Bring the concept of two ship sailing
Tis the respect of our love failing
Pale in contrast, a picture painting
Heads are lost by two harts fainting
Bring romance...

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casting away all pieces and parts 
of an existence full of casual talk 
of board rooms full of rage
lost bodies in burning classrooms

full of philosophy...

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all those annoying stories 
well, every single one of it is true
you fell in a trap 
and now there is nothing you can do 
you...

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FLIGHTS OF FANCY PHRASIS 3
Blossom of baby's breath,soft white
gorse,crusted yellow, weeping willow
rush patterned lace pastures a pastel green.
Buttercup,daisy&comely cowslip mingle
&mix in fellowship swaying pelts of...

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Take my hand victims of hate don’t be afraid
I’ll pull you up and away from this place
Come with me into the night
We will walk down...

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Is I may display how I feel don’t think reality would say its something they could feel like foreal why not with its definition ...

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Jag musiek 

Verworpe noot van harts-musiek
Het jy by my in die kerk versoek
Ek het gesing die Eng’le-lied
Vir daardie Engel in die Boek

Verlore is my sang-talent
My...

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