Best Immortalise Poems

...For once in my life,
I want to be a poem,
Written with many metaphors,
By a poet with a heart that flows
Flowers of romanticism like the rivers
That roar with devotion deeper than the oceans. 
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"Buddy Breathing" 

Ten leagues below
the bed of the ocean in my heart,
strange creatures exist,
they guard the gate 
of all things that 
have past 

the sound of the......

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I never knew some girls could be so mean
and carry on like a trans high school teen.
   It sure ain’t raging hormones
   cos this coven are old crones
who crave attention and wish to be see......

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...Strong storm blew the boat until it did strand
Upon rock_ shore so very far away.
Please my gentle lover give me your hand
There is no way you would let me be prey

Row me and the boat ashore to......

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...I beg your forgiveness for I am not long for this world. Happenstance has led me down this path so crooked and forlorn. Misery has preceded my path and darkened my senses all but torn. Mistakes have ......

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...Mystified me, the expressions so weird;
Neither love nor acceptance
It stirred my soul, churned my mind
Why so?? bewilderment continued...

Humiliation, reprimands,  insults
Discrimination, inn......

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...Now and again my heart tried to freeze 
Until I behold the feet of the very best! 
At the shoulder of the evening breeze 
I quietly sort my wearied head to rest 
As the nightingale which sings fo......

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...I sat to pen a remembrance of you,
in poetic subtleties and disguise
I sought to paint a picture you.
But subtleties are no veil
for a pain in the soul inscribed
for a mild discomfort, maybe
bu......

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...(after Michelangelo Buonarotti)

How is it, ma mignonne, (as we all know)
that figures carved in mountain marble stay
exquisite, pristine, everlasting, though
the hand that shaped them dies, and......

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...Beware the bullies and the hecklers
for I am in need of material.
It is a need born of worse than you,
a need born from much greater than want.

Stand aside those that would love me
to see me s......

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...Great poetry is spoilt in heroic times 
That go unsung on emotional climes, 
In rhythm-laden occurrences in life's 
Countless merrymakings and strifes. 

And so why do we say crisp verse 
Comes......

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...The tree 
has fallen 
The 
domestic 
choose the 
ways of the 
wild 
Rules are 
broken
Things fall 
apart
The virgin 
have lost 
her virginity

Where is 
our aged 
father?
They have ......

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...To all the poets 
who write so well, 
who write from the heart,
their feelings they tell. 
Hastily scribbled 
for all to read,
to merit responses,
to fill that need. 
To aid in recovering 
f......

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...Great poetry is spoilt in heroic times 
That go unsung on emotional climes, 
In rhythm-laden occurrences in life's 
Countless merrymakings and strifes. 

And so why do we say crisp verse 
Comes......

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...It has always been my nature to live through a pen. I have never known my feelings until they formed into poetry. And I fear memory will never be enough to keep a record of every heartbeat. So it onl......

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