Best Niggling Poems

Hello there, do please come inside- no need to wipe your feet
excuse the mess, I fear you'll find it isn't very neat.
This place is always untidy, victim of my disorder
from old hang-ups to memories, I'll admit I am a hoarder.
In here hanging like mobiles, noisy,...

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Mindful  

Startled out of nonchalant light,
Wakefulness stands at attention
Ignited flame from the eternal candle,
Energized vigil of the watchman
At the soul’s dawning daybreak
Tingling in the presence
Of every dappled infinite breath.

Rotating eye of illumination
Watchful, like a lighthouse beacon hovering,
Charts rocks and shoals through clear oceans insight,
Every...

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Are Flowers for Picking?

I question myself,
silently standing beside
the quaint wooden kiosk 
in the centre of the square.
My eyes scan the freshly 
picked assortment of roses, 
carnations, lilies, and orchids.
The array of colours tempts,
softening niggling doubts
arising from tender pity.

I enter the hospice, briskly
making my way to...

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“I don't paint dreams or nightmares, I paint my own reality.”
Frida Kahlo“

In the absence of love,
a childhood is shaped by the stars,
but when black smoke is the only impression in the light,
sorrows peel in soundless motions - slow burning.

When fate is sealed with a goodbye,
in...

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Something strange

and unexplainable comes this way,
this way, it comes to us sly and fast, 
some say, perhaps, 
it has already arrived, 
it walks unseen, in the midst of all, of us 

we go about our daily business, 
as if all our tomorrows are far away...

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Line of inquiry:
"betwixt the pulse of our heartbeat
simply present, head-heart linking
dwelling in time stretched blissful peace
awareness became unblinking" Unseeking Seeker


He was a charming chameleon, saying all the right things
in that beguiling masculine timbre of his sultry voice. 
Allure in his hazel eyes promised things my...

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“Pale Words Riding the Revolution”

it takes a woman
to bear the pain 
of a world ripping
wide open, apart

a part,

the child 
crowns crimson 
marked forehead
cheeks and lips, bloodied 

kissed awake
readied for the hunt
their tribal screams 
heard sweetly, 

a revelation 
borne 

shot like 
an arrow 
straight
from the heart

the...

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Lightheaded I ambled
towards the lonely pub.
Liquor helps sometimes you know.
It burns the mind,
empties it
of niggling thoughts,
of subtle yearnings,
of ambitious aspirations.
 
There she was
redhead and flushed.
A companion in distress.
We drank together,
confessed together,
envied together.
 
Time's up.
Outwards we lurched
hugging each other
towards the beach
where empty cabins
gave us respite.
 
Morning...

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Theme: Vulnerability

Saviour Complex - Free Verse

In the absence of love,
a childhood is shaped by the stars,
but when black smoke is the only impression in the light,
sorrows peel in soundless motions - slow burning.

When fate is sealed with a goodbye,
in an 'all I never asked for'...

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Much has been written about a treacherous heart,
and how it beats with the need for passion's fire.
I was content on my own, without a single thought
of falling in love, but soon I was filled with desire.

He was perfectly charming, saying all the right things
with that...

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Plagued by incandescent ferments  I grapple zealously,
with tower blocks of titan topsoil myriads, 
and melange of eccentric foibles,
considered by some to be  a minus,
but without this composite what is my real nature?
reflection on a manifest mettlesome being,
leaden skewed  traffic jam’s tailback of...

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Written: December 09, 2023
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Honeyed gold pearled shades
brown ferns and aspens
into shadowed paths
lit embers and oaks
As darkness draws near,
with bowed tears of stark
runic streaks of light
dapple my sky
showing only maze
of black enigmas
crimson, lucid blaze.
leading...

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The colour of her Kohl uncertain,
She flips the pages of the magazines.
No hints, no clues, no advice.
Disgused as the voice of reason:
Common sense.
She paints her eyes to burnt orange 
To match her dark complexion,
She wears a flowery gown still in fashion 
 
She arrives at...

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*no outsiders allowed inside
a lone rule breaking in
a no rule zone
nowhere to go in an open sea,
lost with somewhere to go

a sleepless dream
or was it a dreamless sleep?

getting confused with the steadiness
of finally feeling a constant heartbeat
slowing down in the fast lane...
unpredictable in the land...

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Finally got around to
writing on paper
Actually writing—
seems like forever

My pen flies,
runs away with my chicken scratch
much like a chicken
running away with its head cut off

Better write this…
feeling’s bearing down on me—
just niggling

Ever felt that way?
Like there are 999 fire ants
biting you

They crawl…bite…
just everywhere
and you wish
that...

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