Best One Tenth Poems

If I had been born a girl
I wonder what would rock my world
I really have to stop and think
I guess I’d have to start liking pink

One thing I know that would be really great
I know I’d never make a single mistake

I could change my mind...

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Lunar
                                           Anisha Dutta	

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Sometimes, a slow fire burns inside of me,
And eats away at all the good I’ve done.
The Spark Divine’s across the Nether Sea*,
And of the blunt and broken, I am one.
I would my heart could smite smoke like a sword,
And burn a fiery streak across the...

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In an effort to immortalize you,
I gilded ocean size frames in gold leaf
and painted your portrait with peacock feathers dipped in oils.
I spelled out your name in bumble bee wings
still quite attached to tame bumble bees
hovering in obedience and formation in the sky
I built a...

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Therein lies your beauty
testify to me no longer
of dandelions and daffodils
of butterflies and bumblebees
do not chant as crows
beyond sight scatter
then gather
in frigid naked trees
diseased with
discord
disaffection
malfeasance.

The recompense for
transgressions
lays waste to beauty’s cache
of finery
of magnificence
of splendor
do not disgorge sorrows
breathlessly
from your heaving chest
that conclave of muted
dreams vague and...

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Class or Claaassee!

Night owl with an open circumstance fears
from blue neglect with the rages of unfortunate
idealisms---“why don’t you”---a nag  nag  nag
sequence, fosters an arm’s length gaze glance
I peer through picket fence fingers, while tongue
depressing hop to it  emo euphemisms to gag
your elementary...

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It may be just a portion
Perhaps a small detail
To get your fire scorching
Or lift your deceiving veil

One tenth of a second
The pressure of my finger
A tangible gift beckoned
It will forever linger

My quirkiness is a blessing
Oddness birthed beauty
Ingredients in my dressing
Don't harm, but rather suit me

I...

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That "FEELING" ...

The one that makes you believe
That everything in your life,
No matter how messed up or negative,
Is actually wonderful ...
The feeling that, for a few hours,
Chases every bad thing in your life away ...
The feeling that gives you
Endless energy to create,

Even though you know...

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Five to six feet tall, 
roughly the same size 
as your average poet, 
but incapable of flight.

His wings but one-tenth 
of his total height;
in short, a groundling 
in a bird’s disguise....

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Poe was always revising his prose between publications. Here are the longest extended versions of sentences he shortened for their final publication in his lifetime:

"We loved each other with a love that was more than love, more love than fit in an empty grotes bag,...

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Somethings are listed as a bargain
they make it sound so fine
"You can buy this for under thirty bucks"!
Whats the price?  $29.99.

Wow, that's a whole penny
there's no way you can lose.
with the money you'll be saving
how could you refuse?

The current price of Gasoline
is $2.68 and...

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Martin,
Not the German patrician, his vision was a stair
But our own peaceful prince
Well he invoked you
And not by calling Samuel back from the dead
He invoked you as seeker
He invoked as our searcher
For history, he said, is built on truth
No, not the lineal story
Of one race's...

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I was speaking with my good friend
Donald John
the Evangelist for AntiChrist
the other day.

And I had to ask,
Donald John,
Why are you so against health care
for all our not yet slaughtered
and otherwise dead already?

Except perhaps health services 
exclusively for those able to buy a hospital
for themselves
and their...

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The world of a writer

The world of a writer,  like a caretaker 
Who is in charge for administration
To travel to and fro the yet to happen
Bringing the mind down the memory lane
And warning for the things yet to happen
He is like a prophet in...

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KUBLA   KHAN


“In Xanadu did Kubla Khan a stately pleasure-dome decree:

Where Alph, the sacred river, ran through caverns measureless to man

Down to a sunless sea.

So twice five miles of fertile ground

With walls and towers were girdled round.”


But Kub forgot  to apply for ...

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