Best Mime Poems

Trapped inside your box
Walls made of nothing more...
Nothing more than invisible profession
Soul tainted weak and sore..

drip..

Sorrow heart behind mask of paint
Tears strolling down the cheeks
Creating rivers of white pastel
And tales never to speak..

drip........................... drip..

Rain beats and pours
Heart's burn intense
No plans to repent
Of silent murder galore..

...bang...

Invisible...

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Slowly I knock on your invisible door.

Listening for your cold heart and I wait

The silence comforts me and your heart is asleep

I pick up the invisible glass of your blood

It is drunk slowly as I taste and the savors

I don't have to be quiet but...

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my mime 
            still time...

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Penning wrangled mime
and wared out of my skits,
I’m poked in serspiration,
My mind’s in fisted twits.

It’s not the way I spike to leak;
I’ve turned to try it down.
Still I'm rilled with florious grime,
so nothing dings me brown.

We poets are a lazy crot,
voiling with turds and worse.
Roping...

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A Mime make a rhyme
Sure a Mime can make a rhyme
But who would hear it...

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POETICALLY MIME

The vast ash-leaden clouds are in tears again...

The soggy tears like boxing fists - casting bruise 
and blues below. Unlike yesterday where they
mirror gentle caress to branchlets and blossoms
smiling in gratitude as they are showered free,

the dust and dirt slithered to them were cleansed
swept...

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Take my lips from me, steal my teeth
Rip my voice from my throat
Throw a wrench at my voice box, there's no point in the lock
Sorry for being abrupt, carrying this halfway through a morning tune
But this needed to be said, this needed to be addressed
So...

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What’s the difference between a mime and a clown?
A clown will pull his pants down,
And make you laugh at that.
A clown will pull a 3-foot rabbit out of his tiny hat.
A clown will ride a unicycle up and down the aisle,
A clown will just make...

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Farcical characters of ill gestures,
they be no friends of mime

Mute clown suits
wearing viol marionette smiles
all of the puppet string time

I tell you, of a silent truth,
those pretzel-tongue jester troupes
are theatrical buffoons 
spoofing on a global would trivial comedy stage 

These ol' pantomime hucksters,
dipstick lip syncing...

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Phantom faces rush past,
each towards their own destination.
How many souls in success last?
How many need show their appreciation?

Lives full of heartbreak, empty smiles and fake appearance.
Few have known the desired joy of the self-worth achievement creates.
One seeks contentment in talents,
yet crossing borders is the fear...

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Words that echo the sublime
Each syllable resounds a doleful chime
Accentuated by a bleak, monotonous rhyme
That skews the cadence and scuttles the time
Words that filter through, then prime
Heart's engine to slowly pine
Fueled by structural anomalies; sick, semantical serpentine
Break lines that throttle, then realign
Soul's transmission shifts in...

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Mime starts the show when form distills;
Yield in sure time the vibrant grooves.
Sense profound flow in curling fill;
Touch body rhyme that swirl still moves;
Incline the poise as body seeds;
Charm with silence that shouts and speaks.
Move visual choice to spacial feed;
Align brilliance with steps you streak;
Give...

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tho life is a puzzle at times
i find myself more like a mime
i keep my mouth closed
and watch from shadows
and piece it together just fine....

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Quietly with a hum, only I can hear
Silent words yet so loud that the world can hear,
I’ll touch where none other has
The heart of the world!
 
Swallowed by the deep stares 
That penetrates my very being from the world's eyes
I'll silently walk the road of...

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Gesturing, in the scarborough fair,
Behind the ears, tucking those black and white hair, he shall eat the pain and fight the fear... 

The black nails which outgrow from his white hands, lets the people stand and look at his absurdities...
The pain he describes in his...

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