Best Identifiable Poems

She Hates

Her eyes sink back into her head. 
Her left eye crosses her right and the hate pierces like the sun’s rays on a hot...

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The Echo Of Stars
Galaxies away the echo of stars make her bloom 
this rose made of warm inside a heated hand * 
Fine tuning her...

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Can I walk away for once?
To walk away from everything I've ever known
I want to give chance a chance
For that everything I've ever built that...

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Ah, most beautiful
In this World is Music
Best language to learn.

A prime, universal Connection
To, and for, all Life and Living
From without, and within.

As authors, from the...

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— I take a dose of my own medicine and gage on my pride. Bitter sweet truth, leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Realization...

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CAUTION: 
the contents of this coffee cup may be HOT 
please be careful not to burn yourself or others 
the contents may also be wet...

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BEING INVISIBLE (THE IRONY OF IT ALL)

There is a Battle ongoing about an 
invisible Being
Each side claims the ear of the One 
before whom they're...

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i
take a
peek inside my

mind - animal happiness find

it’s beautifully identifiable intelligence - that

space - electrically bioelectrogenetically multidisciplinarianismic creativity place...

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One leaf falls
holographic illusion
across time the Terminator travels
to shape Sarah Connors' destiny.
Heart attack
a common enough destiny
as common as young men discussing girls' ****.
The Constitution
is the...

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That which is neutral,
no big deal,
normal,
not noticed,
enjoys an intimate mirror effect,
behaves and misbehaves
with the logic of eternity.

Time steers virally clockwise,
eastern dawn toward west's setting sun,
birth...

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When Earth’s self-educational story did not yet include the self-awareness resources of DNA,
when all Earth’s Tribes were RNA rooted in composting soil,
what did we learn...

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If my behaviour is rude or objectionable.
What I need to learn to make it sustainable?
I studied surrealism and swathe me susceptible,
To concrete relations to develop...

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As all I’d ever termed wondrous bliss unexpectedly died -
As my fantasy of a reality with destruction did collide -
My hopes shattered around me like...

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Dear Id,

Once again, I find my mind making the same journey into your deepest ocean of questions I can never fathom. So many times I've...

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Our own beautiful perfection

Covered in a mist, by day and night.

Hiding from sight, the beautiful human,

Exist in partly dark, and partly light.

The personalities that character...

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