Best Indestructible Poems

The ambiance of beautiful love,
cannot be erased by trash talk.
Tis the feast and forte of a peasants' walk.


Were you actually there that spring night?
Whence cometh...

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The adoring crowd here at Red Rocks amphitheatre awaits. Tonight, like every night, I will go out there and give them my best. They will...

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Your words,
are projectiles
dripping with Arsenic
and aimed at my heart
spitting out darts and swords 
that expertly find their mark
and draw blood

Your words,
when aimed at others
are carried...

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NOTE:  This poem means a lot to me for it brings back memories of my childhood. My father, a WWII veteran was, in my...

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Poetry Thoughts

I write my poems in a deep thought
with the pain my life dearly bought
Lost, listening to my vanishing muse
this world's whispers I often use!

Words...

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Satellites in space keeping an eye on the human race
Independence in place a parental pacified pallid pace
Gods of war prepare for their cadaverous command
Narcissistic lair...

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As dusk bleeds 
dimmed threads,
that veil the sun 
within my mind, 
I listen to the whispers 
of the midnight wind, 
slowly carrying the chaos 
of...

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Who am I is a question,
That baffles and confuses me.
Aren’t I a stranger to myself,
When in me angels and demons cohabit,
Dwelling side by side.

Sometimes I...

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Allow altruistic artistry among ailing american adversaries.
Bartering begins before begging beasts break brothers.
Capture calamity controlling catastrophe calming castration.
Dedicate decisions directed down dreary deaf disillusionment.
Eradicate equality...

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I have a toddler who loves to play
Pretend – imaginary friend, make-believe
She pierces my heart with her adventures
Into the fantasy land of dinosaurs,
Dungeons and dragons,...

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It is in fire
 that each of us is born.
Fires ignited in consuming passion 
 to embrace the pleasures of the heart and flesh;
fires
 rising...

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As a Kid, I never wanted to be viewed as Black. There were always negative connotations that came with that.
Death and Evil, things like the...

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Look, Spoken & Served

            I myself with Oneness, sorting through this mess and disaster,...

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The cedar towered above the shingled roof,
Its tapered branches hiding squirrels and birds
until the day when Hugo swept the hills
uprooting poplars, whipping wind-wilted
leaves against the...

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uncomfortableness, and hesitation arose that you might reassess a possibility for friendship or.... whatever with me.

A disappointment set in place in the event that based...

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