Best Liquefying Poems

Out of hell’s breath the Devil’s Coachman comes and turns
around the tale to woe twists as the world creeps backwards
underneath the clay slithering sacrificial savagery begins
 
Ghastly ghostly spectres watch on with soulless glee
under laid this icy moon the toxic evil venom spews
within hideous precision...

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Out of hell’s breath the Devil’s Coachman comes and turns
around the tale to woe twists as the world creeps backwards
underneath the clay slithering sacrificial savagery begins
 
Ghastly ghostly spectres watch on with soulless glee
under laid this icy moon the toxic evil venom spews
within hideous precision...

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feel the quiet, pouring over my thoughts
the lingering dream, filling me up
with a sense of peace and silence, flowing
erasing the day with all its shadows
all the pains of the past melt away,
gentling the ache, the voice of twilight
stirring in my spirit – a melancholic drifting
telling...

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I love this nasty game of a combination of
leisure and life where the trouble maker becomes the victim
and the product of that crafty pencil of our imaginations
is translated into a true life story told by the welcomes
of roses, gloriosas and saffron crocuses.

silk so tight on...

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Oh chocolate my sweet
My daily dose of joy how sweet it is
Deliciously it melts at first lick
Liquefying its flood of sweetness to pleasure 
So silkily smooth it's a mind blown
I love it so much, it, I can not live without 

Oh chocolate I must have...

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Here I stand on the front lawn for all gawking passersby to see;
A convenient spectacle on which neighborhood dogs choose to pee!
I try to keep my cool (so to speak) as people make sport of me,
With carrot nose, silly hat, arms formed from branches of...

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My love burns like hot coals.

My eyes burn like hot coals
melting into the back of my head.

My brain is just liquefying in love
I love you. I don't know why I said
I didn't. I was alone in Australia. 

I don't know how I ended up crawling
on...

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Blanket of White

Blanket of white, cold as a stare
Cover my staple, bury my share
Probing beneath to feed my habit
One green morsel for a starving rabbit
Blanket of white, no bend nor give
Loosen your grip, that I may live

Blanket of white, frozen treasure
Liquefying to my displeasure
Once all...

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The inner voice of a multitude
Your words and aching lamentation
Comforted generations still to soothe
Melting hearts liquefying emotions

You once bid farewell to love
Claimed no-one ever cared
If you should live or die
Would we now hear one more cry?

A fixed smile barred your pain
What if you only once...

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(Verse 1)
Eye to eye were hypnotized
Up and down side to side
Our arms are wrapped I’m on fire
Got fight this trial of desire

(Bridge)
Motion rider sexual rapture deeper deeper
Ohh dear lord there’s a ring on your finger
Yes no maybe so how much further can we go 
o…...

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The Cinematic Film Treatment as a stand alone element 
in the aesthetic revolution we are now not witnessing


Radiant 

A pilgrimage of enlightenment undertaken by Bob the Plumber after experiencing a spiritual detonation that woke him from a standing nap (while pensively propped up by the...

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Pt 1

Far out, they cried
when I stood on cinders,
feet combusting,
like it was clever;
even though water
sprinkled the joint,
coals sizzled,
flesh melted, spat;
chunks of sinew,
popped like corn.
Timbers smoked,
glowed like hell;
arms blackened, curled
crossed over chests.
I’m burning, I told
the voices,
need a little help;
far out, far out, they said,
the ghosts of...

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A black widow spider spins a silk thread
into a near-transparent dream catcher;
filling her with joy and her meals with dread.

A very cunning, deadly flycatcher
ready to pounce and mummify her food;
she lies in wait like a body snatcher.

Any damaged web gets quickly renewed
with her sticky silk,...

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My Clandestine Escape

Candle, burning before me now,
Separating me from the darkness in this room in which I sit;
The flame atop your waxen column melts your existence, slowly, steadily.
Your now liquefying composition dribbles silently down your side.
Your lifespan is limited by time, flame, wick, and wax.
Smaller,...

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Cotton Candy the tastiest sugary treat, I love cotton candy and the way that it is made is so unique
Cotton Candy is just confection sugar that is spun around in a bowl, and the sweetness gets its name because it resembles cotton in a field...

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