Best Illusions Poems

As We Stroll Along Lanes Of Truth, Lies Or Convenient Illusions

But if truth and light grace your soul
And a wisdom shields heart and mind,
You may in life hope for the best
As we stroll along lanes of truth, lies or convenient  illusions
And either we come...

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Pine needles fall on manicured lawns
  on quiet streets where elm trees grow
 But in their midst a demon yawns
 And screams through veins from which it flows

 Hypodermic illusions line the curb
 where cars are parlors for getting high
 Overdosing in the suburbs
...

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a moment
         a sunbeam 
passing through a window
So experience 
  crytalline illusions
  and see how 
 the dancer
     becomes the dance!
  Let us take note
     of...

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By: Misty and Dwayne Lackey
Here is a poem My husband and I wrote together.



Painted on the walls of righteousness
is a heart that is black and cold.
Gold closed your sad eyes.
Find the lies inside a mold.
Crush your mind and create.
A flower of yesterday's dream.
A seed without...

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I looked at snapshots
From a bygone day
Were things as great
As people like to say

Everything picture perfect
Clothing and smile
Captured by the camera
These pictures in my pile

There is my old self
With a knowing look
The memories flood back
Like pages from a book

As I keep flipping
My tears make me...

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WHERE NO ILLUSIONS DWELL

My Heart pours out remnants 
                              of nothingness as I create in 
...

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In the realm of beguiling shadows where illusions paint the sky,
The bias for balance is ignored, as reason takes its flight.
Disregarding the light of truth, madness steers the moral tales,
Woven through repetitive histories, hearts are chained in the prisons of insanity.
Divide and conquer, their ancient...

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Living in a false vision,while creating illusions of bad decisions.In my past when my footsteps became ashes,I was stealing for others who really need it.I position myself in danger countless times for strangers with smiling faces who take advantage of kindness,weakness,and talents.But now that Im...

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Cough and splutter in a crowded room.
A juke-box is playing another dreary tune.
Lonely man feeds a bandit spending next week's rent
Woman sits at bar smothered in make-up and scent.
Young men at pool table in torn and holey jeans
Are shouting in unison about favourite football teams.
Soon...

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Wake Up My Children! Wake Up!
A creature of many faces stalks you,
A human chameleon devoid of soul.
He hides not in the shadowy corner,
But among you, under the unwary eye.
Do not be fooled by this great pretender;
A white hat may adorn his head,
But blackness fills his...

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The doors are locked. 
Abject darkness all around.
I long to see the opened door.
I swim in this pool of nakedness.
We have hope in all our solitude.
That we can survive alone in the wilderness.
In reality, our simple minds have no clue.
Sorrow does not care whether it...

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between missile silos
we pitch tents
we starry speak
we pop bottles
we kindle love
we lightly dream
between missile silos...

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A Passing Cloud - Poem by Lora Colon on Poemhunter.com

I like comparing him to a summer cloud
That drifted one day into my life, 
While in his shadow, I found my peace, 
A refuge from the sun's burning strife

At times I was lost in a blinding...

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She floated on the outer edges of life.
The dreams that landed at her doorstep.
We're all but gone.

And then everything went back to the
way, it was before she came along.
As she floated on death's door.

When it opened, she would pass through.
For this life, as we all...

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I have seen something and the something saw
a me, a scarecrow, stuffed with straw
in half with claims to more. The something’s not
into onlookers. A well done, a taut,
a plausible, I thought I looked alive
but the insightful something said: «A chive
can’t kill the stink of death»....

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