Best Lens Poems

a traveller in wanderlust  can’t blink her eyes
on the  splendor of the place where she passes by
with a dreamy feeling she alights from her ride
gazes in gape to the marvelous beauty of a paradise

ambling along the green fields with bright flowers and yew...

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Can blackwater lilies 
sing forth sonnets 
of daylight and 
unsung those 
cacophonous notes 
of omen, which 
rhymed with 
sombre elixir 
of spruce rivulets and 
veiled your crimson 
touch of life, 
in eons of unforgivable 
death? 

Those haunting floods 
of heinous moth-ringed 
August still carve my...

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The camera flashed
Radiance smiling back
Images of love...

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Through the camera lens, why do you seek me out?
Trough the camera lens,  For I wish to escape your sight,
Through the camera lens,  I wish to run away, choose someone else,
I dont want to be seen as I am, for I am really...

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Walking through a very long way,
                                       ...

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Viewing life through a lens,
My mind shot like a bullet going 100 
miles a minute, 
Then the journey begins,
I see the beauty in life,
Things I would miss if God would 
end it,
Things the naked eye may never 
understand,
The blissful moments in life,
I see the kindness...

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Musee d’Orsay grasps the hands of time.
The clock crowns; its gears move around.
Gallery-goers lookout and grin 
from Paris-Orleans to Montmartre;
the clock crowns; its gears move around.
Each eye’s drawn from inside scenes 
to the site of Sacré-Cœur without
then back again to the Degas.
Gallery goer’s lookout and...

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Poised on the end of your finger tip, you open your eyelid wide,
it pops straight onto your iris and you barely even tried.
When it comes to removing it, it’s an entirely different ball game,
you gently try to slide it out and almost end up maimed....

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Through the camera lens
She appears to me
But in negative
She looks so differently

Enhanced is her shape
Delicious in curve
Negative shadows
Hugging clothes serve

Pout and pert
Elegance
Posture of shape
My eyes in trance

Shadows of black
Stand out eyes
Piercing me
Leaves me in sigh

Through the camera lens
She appears to be
The negative
Of what I normally...

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I knew, that if you knew that I was watching
Your thoughts of me would never be the same
The sexual approach as you hugs and 
caresses her silicone enchancers
         So tightly,
You feast upon her, sweetness 
That moaning sound,...

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a long neck and curling breast
quickly passed through my wide lens
closer closer I did get
and then my sun did set...

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A number of tasks to handle,
and not even a space left to enjoy,
as the work needs to be completed,
as fast as it can be done,
in spite of the hard work,
we do daily,
we do need some respite, 
and these could be done,
in a number of ways,
by...

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so here's another full-bellied f**k
with his fancy camera
and fatuous smile
at having discovered another
photo-op for capturing human existence
in full multi-pixellated hd!
"Oh," he wonders in his new-found
self realization, "How industrious,
how self-striving are these pieces of Humanity.
struggling valiantly against odds
how happy they seem!"

"How Happy", indeed!
yeah, we may toil...

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The mighty cedar stands tall
Resin in it is its soul
It does not lose its needles during fall
The tree is both wide and tall like a pole

From the resin the amber will form
Later the sea will be where there once was a landform
Amber will wash ashore...

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Neural Flame is like telescope lens for the mind
It cannot be given by bloodlines alone of any kind
But the soul of expanse of orb it will bind
Good thing to because having it is like giving back sight to the blind

To a seeker it is worth...

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