Best Lifelong Poems

Spring is here - scents the air
You've come from somewhere
Moving in next to my home
Your aura blooms bright n' warm

I'm Already thinkin' here's a new friend
I'm Already thinkin' here's a new friend
                       
Nice to meet...

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Day, my lifelong friend,
Thousands of times we have said good morning to each other and
As many times we have said goodnight.
You have wakened me up with the caresses of the sun’s rays and  
You have put me to sleep with the lullabies of sunset’s...

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Full title:
LIFELONG, MEANINGLESS MUSINGS MEAN EVERYTHING OF NO VALUE
aka
OFF THE WALL RAMBLINGS


After upscale meals, I know no relief
until I somehow pick my un-fancy teeth.
Serve me good food in my own home
and these same teeth leave me alone.

At work, when I am approached by someone
who wishes...

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It was fleeting 
The connection made
I am sure you felt it too 
In between the laughter of others
Your eyes held mine
        I was challenged 
I wanted to stare you down
Instead you kept the pace 
Without breaking a sweat
...

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You and I 
Suicide
Never knowing what it means
To bleed
Never touching the dreams
You need 
Just bleed 

Thoughts glimpse inside
Glimpse inside the mind 
They say you’re nothing
Hide your worth
They say you’re nothing
Dead from birth 

We all want to be
Want to be
What they want us to be
We all...

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sage (is) acumen,
a life force calms = meaningful;
wisdom (is) the idiom.
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Scribe January 9, 2015!...

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Golden years in time of summer and autumn;
gilt leaves turn into their color artwork.
The cool ushers the night's drawing in warm fires.
Days smile at withered scarlet blossom wreaths.
Dreary days bring them here both together;
since children, brothers not in blood, but in bond.
They sit warm on...

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Introduction: once again I incorporate 
my trademark penchant 
to fabricate fictitiously
portions of the following poetic endeavor
can you care to 
discern fact from fiction?

Attempts at lifelong friendships and holy matrimony...

Shot thru with figuratively cankerous nub,
cuz yours truly did flub
even though as a scouting cub
how yours truly...

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The clouds in the sky
Pouring droplets as we walk by
Couldn't we just comprehend guy
What is it that drives us by

Down,down,down
Drown,drown,drown
I'm fast sinking in the ocean's lawn
Couldn't help but fell to the ground
In the ocean of loves crown

Couldn't you feel my impression
Or you just see my...

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I don’t claim my insight’s prodigious.
I’ve never performed noble deeds.
I’m not in the least bit religious.
I have all the usual needs.
Still, I have discovered the portal
To freedom from worry and strife:
It’s realizing I am immortal—
I mean, for the rest of my life....

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Neither encumbered with
     material trappings, nor money,
(neither of which I miss)
mine existence approxi-
     moxy mates (to me),
     the state of psychic,
     intrinsic, and bucolic bliss
though far removed

  ...

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Now in her twilight years,

Sat in her favourite chair.

She knows she's getting old,

Slower now, with greying hair.

But behind her tired eyes

Are memories so sweet.

Of being young and beautiful,

When boys fell at her feet.

But one boy was special,

He came and stole her heart.

He's in the kitchen,...

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LIFELONG LAYABOUT AND CIPHER


What this title means to you,
possible thoughts are getting through.

Lifelong is from birth to death,
surely didn’t cover his every breath.

Then again, possible for a layabout,
on backside’s not a worthy tout.

Proclaimed a “cipher”, he’s not a hero,
from Arabic that digit equals zero.

What’s he...

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My lifelong dream comes true as the words pour out onto the lifeless sheet. Stories of disengaged minds, hate, love, and freedom from above are created. A humble life is much better with the pen and the words are less deflated. This is never time...

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A Tear for Don

I still shed a tear over you, Don,
I wish you were still here, alive.
Remember the day we first met, Don,
A pair of young schoolboys aged five?

Remember how we were like brothers, Don?
The way we were always together.
We seemed to be joined at...

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