Best Lavished Poems

Pondering prophetic legacies of timeless lovers,
my heart yearned for a province lavished with perennial passion.
Searching for an enchanted perfect petal,
I wandered within the flower garden...

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Each element of who she is, is scattered on the grass, 
with the scent of earth, the drop of rain, 
where dew reflects a sky...

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Friends with names, some with faces
                   ...

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You promised to take care of me like a new cherished bride
I cling to it, waiting until at the point of suicide
now your expectations and...

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you course in my veins with prurience, wild
          immersing my marrow in urge, recompiled
  ...

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When the mind stops, blank without thought,
It goes to a place of sanity sought.
For sanity is to chaos’ distain,
That place where silence and calm are...

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As one grows old, when evening approaches, memories too lengthen like shadows. Now I remember more often my parents wondering how much sweat and toil...

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sometimes I sing 
antique anthems,
of the nights 
I was confined 
  within a bottle
of diamond tears,  
wept woefully
   from the widest...

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I have seen spring’s awakening
And basked in summer’s sun
And I have watched in awe
As autumn’s colors softly sprung
But now that winter’s here
Amid the softly falling...

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If only I had been a teen in the Fifties
I'm sure I would have had "Happy Days",
Like Fonzie I would have donned a leather jacket
And...

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Me....,
a shy ..,
 and 
bashful guy
always kept me.,
confined to last bench..
down my head,
huddled heart ,
blenched my breathes and 
arms always clenched..


Staring with a thief eye
to...

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He lied about his industry
and cut me to the heart

She tried to be a mystery
please, I'm way too smart

He had a way with levity
I always...

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As the master potter plies his wonderful trade
To mould the clay his design in his head is now laid
He shapes, he feels and he moulds...

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They fought for honor,  a way of life,
For their country and their King.
Willing to lay down their lives, 
Against adversaries overbearing. 

I wonder what...

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The timeless mystery of Zanadeu lingers in my mind’s eye only in my dreams.
I have a bare whisper of confidence that I remember much of...

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