Best Impairs Poems

Pain ~   ~   ~  pain
Invisible swimmer within blood and vein
Barbaric and callous
Dwells within corpuscles
Intrinsic and inescapable
Source of pool of tears
A lunatic clown that impairs muscles
Schizophrenic display when he batters bones
Free from arrests despite his cruelty
He aches with passion; death's sibling
Oh!...

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She's caught in the black rain, emotions are swimming in darkness, as the
 acid rain impairs her vision; within the depth her soul she's unable to find goodness.

The falling black rain has her mind in a state of confusion, murder is no longer
 an ill...

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And her voice is the tingle of upbeat blues, 
the winsome rap amid my heavy footsteps, past 2 am...
She holds my hand as I’d never wake up 
after twilight, drinking to the end of a broken bottle, 

How those arms cuddle me like my hair...

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It is perhaps the hurried way I walk,
May be the manner in which I talk,
Or is it the subtle perfume I wear,
That tells a Gynaecologist is near! 

When I park my car, head up stairs,
I see patients sat on waiting chairs,
Smiling women with a hope...

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Ease out of life's sorrow, broken, battled one;
let tears wash, assuage; the hurt is done.
Breathe deeply a higher air
perched on Heaven's stair
free of pain,
fair
soul; no stain
such wonder impairs.
Step out on unclouded air!
Your illness over, victory won,
ease out of life's sorrow, broken, battled one.

Copyright, October 8,...

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Always felt in my heart, we were in ...........Love
Tried my best to express, but got..............delayed
Wonder, if any chance there......................is
To express my feelings now, for you my......love
I brazenly agree, my love for you, I...........denied

Guilty, I am of this evil called.....................Machismo
More to blame, is my lust to...

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The Phoenix


The phoenix it flew 
it arose from the ashes
of lives long past.
The flame burst out
crying truths
Calling out
“Gin melathon an-uir”

The gift of life
said crashed through death
As many had fallen
this single had prevailed
Calling out
“Gin melathon an-uir”

The grief of few
Impairs not this one
the fire of joy and...

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sleeplessness appears

to increase stress
short-term, chronic
inflame the worsening

overstimulation in mindfulness
or
laughter
the emotional factor

wound healing
optimists

selves as our
physical
bodies rigorous in trial
contrast principles  but seeking
circulation
impairs the wise choice...

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Tragedy in Black

Come,
Feel it.
Can you sense
Human unrest?
Perhaps jealousy
Creates blurred perception,
Brings unhealthy obsession~
Impairs cerebral functioning
Isolates one and carves out a void.
Trapped in shadows purple black tones avail. 






								Sunshine williams
8/27/2015...

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Resignation


R ejecting meaningful dialogue renders accedance                 Refuse Resignation

E xpunges active participation results in                ...

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They said that love was for creepers.

People who spend too much on booze
and praise saxophone blues. 
Bodies aching for a warm touch-
waltzing alone in a room filled with people.

And love impairs your senses
makes you see the best in people. 
It makes assholes look like heroes.

And...

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vision impairs truth
     see clearer with compassion
     just
     faith will be revealed...

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Find me on a net of glittering stars
Tucked behind majestic clouds, aflame
Unlike a helpless world that impairs
Midlife age to plunge into untried feats--
Yet,  I race with eager vibrancy
Where dreams wait till last ticks find me.



Contest: Find Me At Six
Sponsor: nette onclaud  18th Jan...

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Today 6 of my haiku were selected and translated on Haiku Column. 
Thank you Mine Sensei and Chiaki Sensei. (4th February 2021)

spring rain -
the blessing of forgiveness 

hazed in tears -
the poignant moment of departure				

spring rain -
the soothing tears of relief 

spring storm -
a child...

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Not everyone’s prolific;
Being so might be a curse.
To some, it’s quite terrific
But to others, the reverse.

For those who mass produce their wares
Perhaps are just obsessed;
And holding back a bit impairs
Their mojo, so they’re stressed.

A poet or a painter
Churning endless words or scenes
May find talent growing...

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