Best Overabundance Poems

Entice the essence of the word 
A lexicon of value heard 
A luxury of words astute 
With salutation and salute 

Inside this circle, only squares...

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Overabundance of Books in Market
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"On the turn, 
I've found 
an overabundance of books 
in the market !
I've heard .......
There characters are being sold -
in some...

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On my personal cross of pain I hang
Suspended between earth and sky
Reality and make believe
There I hang
There I cry
I thirst

I thirst
For pure love
I thirst
For lasting...

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The "shocking" news gets all the pub,
while the worthwhile takes the back seat.
People are generally more concerned
about the scare that is Britney's hair 
or lack...

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The fable man palms do perspire,
Knees inadequate,
Limbs do joxtapose in overabundance.
Purge grazes over the fable man's vestments.
Mother's Italian vermicelli....

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(The Creation)                       ...

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I AM A POEM

Imaginative illustration
intricately impassioned
impeccable individualism
important

Accomplished arrangement
ageless authenticity
appraised actualized
alive

Perfection personified 
paint-brushed panoramic
poignant paradigms
personal

Overabundance optimized
optimistic omniscienct
oceans outshined
original

Enraptured edition
elevated endearment
effervescent  embodiment
exclusive

Magnificent meaning
meritorious muse
miraculously majestic
moral

I am...

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(Somewhere in late 18th-century Europe a friend, Laetitia, by way of a letter warns her beloved girlfriend, Euphoria--a young, gay and unsuspecting mistress--against the almost...

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we all have worldly possessions, we all have some stuff
those material things of which we can't seem to get enough
you never realize how much stuff...

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A gentle touch would leave me reeling
A sweet word would leave me yielding
A hungry look would leave me fantasizing
A warm embrace would leave me smoldering

Sensations...

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MARTY KING

a clumsy ox in modern times
i have dropped the ball only to recover what i did not know about myself
all i did in order...

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My cup may be half empty

Written By Dean Masciarelli

Thursday, July 1 2010


My cup may be half empty

And it is hardly ever full

And that’s okay with...

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i cannot help that i am a daydreamer on earth
i travel into space to get away from the normal creatures
on my little journey, i discover...

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Reds shoot out from under my skin 
infuriating a melancholy world 
yellow with presumption 
in an otherwise blue mood 

Envy fills their void 
as I...

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majesty
absence 
cacophony 

Meditation

10:38 PM
i fall asleep
too easy;
close my eyes
craving
the chance to bask
in your majesty 
and open them in some 
strange world 
where agony
and loathing
run amok
along...

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