Best Initial Poems

listen,
the whispers
of leaves
turn colour
autumn is here.

now that you are gone
who will wake every morn
to lift the sun
unveil the sky
etch in the clouds
who will paint the...

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Five years ago, to me, you were just a photo 
I had no idea who you were
Through your words and kindness 
We've become wonderful distant...

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(In a Lush Garden Somewhere Out There)

The student stands where shifting sands of thought,
Once firm with reason, now elusive truths are sought.
Its splendor wanes, a...

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an early morning rise,
up the stairs
walk into the bathroom 
in the sink
a small stain of blood.

less than a measure of yesterday 
pulling a baby out...

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Many (con)-ARTIST are drinking more than the soup
A kidnapping of the mind
Confessions/conspiracy/rounded up in groups
Interrogation on a  prowler /who's words robbed us blind
Corrupting our...

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An appeal of poetry
is its lack of rules...

though not to be loose
as a plucked goose – 

without bare essentials
for flight

struts of logic,
living words
that excite with...

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I'd never drawn a breath until we met
          And that one taken at the sight of...

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She sits in silence at the end of day
Beside the fire that barely warms the air
Her mind in anguish, threads that tend to fray
Companionless, within...

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Wedding Night in Raqqa

Cyclonic violet vision

Etheral and immortal

She swirls her sand baked torso.

Evoking the initial collision of primordial seed,

Swathed in gossamer purple veils,

Writhing to the...

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“I never travel without my diary,
One should have something sensational to read”

5-4-11: I never knew about the above quote of Wilde
But an event in life...

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Poetry,they will dissect you
ignoring poet's bleeding heart,
a judgement today for you too,
poetry, they will dissect you!
So many knives  to cut you through
a bleeding heart...

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When the poem jumps on you, wholly formed,
Needing only you to let it out.
When you lose track of what the other person's saying,
Because your inner...

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The girls, 
are growing up,
We forgot about that princess love, 
The waiting for men to cover our broken bodies in their poetry love,
We let go...

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I have a new lover, the best that I have had in a while; he satisfies my insatiable 
appetite...

anytime ~

day
or 
night;

He is Italian, and he...

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When often thinking of times past
In accordance to her own place
She recalled a heart broken young woman
With longing her pain to erase

Guys grow fond of...

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