Best Monologues Poems

“It was a mistake," you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.”
David Levithan

I will forever be...

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In silence, when darkness 
envelopes the sky,
unlock the glass windows 
of your mind, 
forgive the stars
that veiled their silver,
for it is in times of 
confusion...

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When tangerine tinted tunes 
within 
  sunset serenades~
 unravel saffron symphonies,
  engrossed in 
  hibiscus hymns of hallelujah~
I swirl to radiant rays...

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Dear New Poet Friend,

Modern poetry challenges traditional, tired monologues.
My advice; make your writing energetic, eccentric, and eclectic!
Explore exciting words that reinvent the world in new...

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She's in love with the sound of her own voice
The pitch the tone the octave
Her one favorite topic is herself
She loves her audience captive and...

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Dear penguin bearers, 

Your fears are my letters. 
Your attacks are my words. 
Your choking is my ink. 
Your voice is my language. 
Your trembling...

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You're surviving on milk but not baby my friend,
If you never eat meat, it's a joke to pretend
That your ego's poetic!
Your fool's soul's diabetic!
Yours a...

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My Mother, like many saints, is compassionate,
Though lion-like, my father is considerate;
Like banyan tree, my family is well-branched out,
Grandmas, Grandpa, Uncles, Aunts - all are...

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O beloved chevalier, 
cloaked in shimmering champagne armor,
tonight I long to feel your sultry skin,
embroidered with emerald embellishments 
and twinkling teal topaz, 
tailored to tempt,
veiling...

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The Ash Can  ©

I got the call on Sunday night.  I was traveling on business.  When I looked at the caller ID
...

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I know six languages, 
The one I write in
The one I speak in,
My mother’s words,
My father's verse,
And those of my brothers.

My mother speaks quickly 
In...

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It's not hunger for food 
And it makes one a fool 
It's really nothing good 
More like leaving a toddler in a pool 

All victims...

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Here I am-- again
Grabbing my pen, scribbling my pain
Into bleeding and excruciating words
That might end up killing me.
Damn, I need to let this out! 
I...

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Dear Eve and not co-mentor Adam,
solo writer of The Clitoral Monologues,

Love your book.
Just one suggestion,
switch the title to
The Clitoral-Penile EcoPoliTickle Dialogues.

Feminist to feminist monoculturing monologues
make...

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It's all frustratingly LeftBrain relativistic,
even nihilistic in its darker 
ruminating 
paranoid about chaotic outcomes form,
said Einstein's post-millennial ghost.

So its all synergetic fractal 4D equivalent SpaceTime,
said...

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