Best Macbeth Poems

Aloft, the gem was mounted in black velvet skies
A refulgent pearl, surrounded by glistening stars
Cradled in the arms of midnight, it hung as a prize,
as...

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YES DEAR!

I have here an old solution
For conflict resolution
Not to mention domestic pollution 
I say 'Yes Dear!'

When the situation is tense
With a subject like pounds...

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oh wrap me close dear jungle deep, with fronds and fruits entwined
          and hold me to...

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From time to time, people ask me
About my education.
Only then, I remember
I have no degrees or diplomas.
I attended no university either.
I hated textbooks and exams.
I...

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Purple Poem

Not too many moons ago,
A Winter evening so cold,
I rested in my Purple room
and wrote a poem so bold.

Proclaiming the Purple Poem,
Call me the...

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Unquotable Quotes VIIIL : SEXUAL HARASSMENT* - the feminist kind

(*”aggressive pressure or intimidation”: Is it really “any different” in most cases in the act, judging...

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Again words have failed me, creating a blank.
I feel like a pirate who's walking the plank.
With a head full of thoughts that will plunge to...

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"The Crow Bar"

she said,
here I bury my dead,
you can hear them sleeping
somnulent forget-me-nots,
snoring blithely unaware,
in neat rows between 
the thick,
ink injected lines,
their soiled lives
ploughed and...

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Tangerine the scene, spilling through this green glass....

Crossing her thighs as she bathes amid love's afterglow

Dare I let Ginger go; knowing insatiable is her hunger...

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How to stop swift and stealthy time that brings death?
Must we think only of victories, not defeats
and deny that all we posses will be lost...

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In Simple words
The devil has no horns
She wears smaug balm, Oh, Lord of the Rings 
She sleeps in El Dorado Street, the Hotels of Svengali
She...

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Black hands and blacker hearts,
Isn't that always how the trouble starts,
When the few above,
Govern the many below,
And olive branch toting doves,
Flee in droves,
Silence the mind,
The...

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An overture to winter's frosty breath,
  September oft colors my thoughts in gray
  It signals winter's cold and summer's death,
  Casting its...

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If we could look into the seeds of time,
and say which grain will grow and which will not,
we would arrange our affairs defiantly
in the face...

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There is a hostile villain that lurks deep inside,
turning the human body into a battleground.
With disdain, it causes pain one cannot abide,
but the fight goes...

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