Best Looks Poems

Burnt Into Ash My Sad Soul Looks Far Back

In youth, my spirit was a climbing vine
dressed in green leaves upon white oak tree
Seeking light, I was walking a true line
in shade of path that was truly free

Storms weathered sheltering branches
bringing sun's hot beams upon my...

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I see an aging Panagiota with the soul of a youth.
Untouched by hatred~yet despised for, as she's always telling the truth.

Utterly, unwilling to be a crowd pleaser.
She has grown to know the hollow emptiness of being a groupie-gratifier.

A big Heart to her, counts more than...

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"If anyone asks you
how the perfect satisfaction
of all our sexual wanting
will look, lift your face
and say,
Like this."

- Rumi

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I lift my face to you, my anyone
     my only one, my love,
And see your question
     unspoken but screamed
 ...

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The night falls down around me in this poet's reverie.
Words stick to my moon-parched throat until I set them free.

Images of life and love are painted on my heart.
Stars outside my window have their knowledge to impart.

The world I travel forth in has experience to...

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Your punishing look;
With such venom in your eyes,
Casts dispersions upon my character;
As if my entirety you despise.
Though my error was one of innocence,
Under a rock I wish to crawl.
Your punishing look;
Can no pleasantries you recall?

Your questioning look;
Causes me too, to doubt myself;
Perhaps indeed my motives...

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My picture of a woman 
is simple and deep
of one not self absorbed
but sometimes would weep

Her hair as a woman's
and manners as such
her conversation simple
and selflessness much

My picture of a woman
that sometimes exist
sometimes I see her walking
and add her to my list

she sometimes see's me...

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In the dead of night
Some years ago
A metamorphose transpired
Under full moon glow

A lady in black
In graveyard mist
Danced with the crows
In evolutionary twist

Her presence was surrounded
By luminous flows
Larva's were being shed
In dark butterfly grow

Her black dress becomes discarded
Shape-shifting in the dead of night
Red Admirals flutter
In demonic...

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Nothing is simple,
but we carve it clean—
label it, box it,
turn a question into a rule,
a rule into a law,
a law into a weapon,
and call the wreckage order.

We crave control,
but sharpen our knives in chaos.
We demand honesty,
but crucify the truth.
We worship free thought,
but silence it before...

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The  butterfly so weightless looks at me for 

                answers, questions are mine and abundant,  clearly she has stolen

         ...

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Don't sweat your looks... Forget the mirror
                        ~ What's outside reflects what's inside...

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For all those who’ve been captured by my camera lens,
I wish we could do it all over again.  
But time waits for no one despite what we see,
In images made of you and me.

In the snap of a shutter or the blink of an...

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Babe, your beautiful hair,
Shines so lovely in the sunlit air,
Your standing there,
Makes me stand and stare,

'cause you look so fine'
Each and everytime,
You're one of a kind, in every mans mind,
'cause babe you look so fine,

Yea babe, you look so fine,
You and those angel eyes,
There's no...

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Pooh, plush with his turned-up snout, 
pleased; peeked out the wide window. 
He prompt a mouth sigh, breathed out, 
placid with life, holding his pillow.

Seized by magic of nature
and buzzing noise, means there's bees.
Out the door happy creature,
beehives beneath limbs and shade of trees.

Pooh and...

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somewhat a surprise
comfort  now my weary eye's
make me forget time

eye's across the room
come into my hungry view
my eye's are feasting

eye's follow their prey
betting their chances what may
devour love one day...

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There I gazed beside the door awaiting you. 
Never spoke to you, but it feels like I've known you forever. 
That smile. 
That smile on the corner of your mouth, the moment our eyes meet. 
No words can ever describe what we had. 
There are...

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