Best Miserably Poems

His smile is like a white crescent,
but a murky sky is hidden inside.

Afraid to portray mourning's of his mind
nor describe sour sickness of his tongue.
Piercing...

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This is the donkey; Alice

                 ... follows the rabbit...

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Kissing the lips of a fat woman 
Is delicious like Tania 
It feels like sliding on the slippery floor 
But you only will not fall...

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Oh sapience of musings, oh savior of poetic art!
How longingly I seek you out to inspire my ballad
When lassitude of the night envelopes my mind
And...

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Reflecting within silence of my thoughts
I feel the ills of world in its stygian form--
Its music devoid of the melodic sound
Echoing in humanity’s tenebrous bawl.

On...

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I’m the prince with calloused palms
up at dawn with stifled yawns; pulling on boots
feeding pigs and herding cows - stuck in mud, it’s raining now
and...

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I am amazed by the power of you words,
They seep through my skin
Like ink’s aphrodisiac,
And I feel powerless to stop them,
The mere thought of your...

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She's dying over and
over 
From the insanity of
the missing 
The heart will
repair 
Though I wouldn't
dare say this
At the sky she
stares
Continuously
She says life must
go on
I must...

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THE DREAM I LIVE



Oh, how much I dread the
Coming of night,
Not 
For its darkness 
Or its
Shadows’ frightening dances
On the walls
BUT 
Cause of night’s charming 
Companion,...

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When often thinking of times past
In accordance to her own place
She recalled a heart broken young woman
With longing her pain to erase

Guys grow fond of...

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You may have known her as fable or fiction
But she was as real as deep blue oceans
And glorious dawns of rising golden sun;

Not quite blessed...

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I deferred the words " I love you"
Until the morrows light.
Words, that from my heart,
I felt impressed upon to say.

For sure, "I love you",
Would have...

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An ogre is seldom awakened by poetic lines
but he shakes his fists trying to slander others.
I laugh at his desperate attempts at writing.
Delighting in his...

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Who are you, my Lord?
And what am I standing here as a weather-beaten tombstone,
O Lord, reveal yourself to me on the tombstone standing here alone.

Long,...

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I am alone
                     I am...

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