Best Illustrating Poems

When my heart
was no longer content in solitude;

I asked;

"Oh my lonely heart, 
what is it that you desire?"

Softly it whispered

for her heart beats to ease your breathless sighs,
so softness of her voice soothes suppressed sorrows -
silent secrets still shield.

For, your hearts have no tolerance of...

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When heinous fangs
of life drain
the amethyst glow
flowing above 
infected ripples of time,
I question the 
chaos that claims
serenity through 
saline serenade 
of sirens, composed 
with midnight ink
across a mazed face 
of a starless canvas,
What if these coastal
conch confettis want to
skip heartbeats with
peridot rhymes inscribed
as reefy runes?...

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When tuscan tunes of twilight,
cascade as clementine confetti, 
She searches for secret silhouettes,
swirling to the symphony 
of sunflower serenades.

In the midst of faded fields,
marigold memories crawl back,
refraining yesterday’s
tangerine dreams.
Swans glide in
sullen grace,
illustrating a saffron 
backdrop from
sweet sighs of 
fauna’s concerto.

Harmony of melodies
is the idyllic essence...

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That godless sound
His head explodes at 6:01am
Same as every day
He falls out of bed
Steps on the cat
Slides into his slippers
Shuffles to the kitchen
Puts the coffee on
Bumps his head on the cupboard door
Again
Sits down and looks out the window
A blackbird is flying near
Leaves it’s mark on...

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When life parades a fine line 
between alienation and rationality,
internal intruders of the soul shroud spotlights.

In my dreams 
I'm playing charades with the grim reaper.
surrounded by selfish acts from satanic spirits.
Featherless angels of twilight need tender pearls,
as gifts from the elusive self-centred sun,
when a jealous...

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“The teacher who is indeed wise does not bid you to enter the house of his wisdom but rather leads you to the threshold of your mind” Kahlil Gibran.  

I remember being lost, 
    like the honey-gold rays  
of an...

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When midnight flames flicker aesthetic reveries,
releasing ashes of rainbow petals,
upon the canvas of undressed seasons,
I delve into blue blurs of butterflies,
framed in floating colors of nostalgia,
aching for dried dyes to home this scraped heart~
hanging loose, within smoky imagery,
as if every pigment will sprout from lilies...

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as the wind whistles
    warm wishes
echoing the 
           sea-salt silence
       flowing beneath
            silver-kissed waves
I think...

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“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before”
Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven.



I’m sitting on the cusp
of blazing silence,
watching thick
sullen clouds 
swerve in funeral pace,
as ruby reds within 
ravishing rainbows,
disappear into depths of
blue...

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My muse is a poetic flower garden,
blooming lilacs in barren meadows,
but I still remember 
how I heeded haunting heartbeats
in paradise, whilst praying 
for your lustrous light,
to descend onto my hazy horizons.

Your eyes like captivating sunsets,
made me dream away, 
recalling shells lost in a forgotten 
coral...

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the ghost of science, born of blasphemy ~
a fossilized fallacy,
seized from the metallic heart of Mars,
seeks light amidst night-terrors
like an alien sculpted
from artificial accolades,
an embryo stuck in the interstellar state
of becoming,
stitched within radioactive ribs
beneath moonless skies,
when wolves of the eclipsed howl,
filling the illusive air with...

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In times of a virus spreading its unruly truths I wonder why

	What matters most seems to be toilet paper

Loops and loops of the stuff and people care about their bum

Three ply of course because thin is not for survival of the fittest

Metaphors for when crap...

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A powerful video, lyrics and music that sheds light on the devastating impact of poverty, illustrating how it fuels crime, gang violence, and psychological trauma in communities around the world. Innocent people, caught in the crossfire, are left to endure a cycle of despair that...

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EXAMPLE

We are on this Earth to learn
With a sample of description
A visual account of the relevant
Or a biblical parable illustration

That is what is called the example 
The right way we should be taught
First is the beginning of the word
Exam, a test that must be caught

Then...

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My heart remains asleep, until you touch it... (poet)


You are the most' enigmatic existence,'
which will never be mine.
I remain a million waves away,
trying to make beauty from your scars.
Love is a reflective remedy in a world
veiled behind hateful hallucinations.
Envious eyes are an enemy 
in episodes...

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