Best Page Poems

Silent Heart

Sad, as it maybe, I had to break my OWN heart, 
Too many nights, I sat there all torn apart
A dream girl, 
Sitting under its own corrupted auspices sky 
You the poet, in disguise
Telling white lies about, your love for me
Saying I'm a born...

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Why A Poem Is More Than Ink On A Page

Why a poem is more than ink on a page
its heart, soul and sweet treasure at any age
can be expressing sorrows and deep rage
or gems of wisdom from a brilliant sage,
a singer that lyrics so sweetly...

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There is a wind ,  which sketched,
Without my knowledge,  the message;

Autumn had lying words,
On my page.

It was by way of red leaves,
The bird of passage,
Twirling in space,

I followed it of my glance
And its woven loops,
On the canvas of the sky.

I just transcribed,
What the...

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Walking a tightrope across my inner self…
                         Dare to look down pass the pages from my shelf…
    ...

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the calendar page
still showing the last month....
a clock ticks


© 2011 kashinath karmakar
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Placement:1st ;(Nov. 2011)

Contest:Whatever any theme(max. 12 lines)

Sponsor:Brian Strand

By:kashinath karmakar...

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We all have a blank page
We have a story that we are writing and
Starting over is a gift so do not fear a new beginning!
There is always a cure in life
So remember that you can thrive in the season of despair!
Clearly, we know that life...

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Poe's Diary Page 7 (The Hand of Dread)

Postby Whiskurz » February 11th, 2013, 1:25 am

Awakened by the hand of dread
An apprentice to the night
She pulls me from my chamber bed
And forces me to write

My mind still captive to my...

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Each Day We've a New Page to Write
(Soup does not allow ' in title line above)

Endless is childhood’s sweet story.
Its climax seems far from our sight.
As we keep adding in glory,
each day we’ve a new page to write.

Some days we fail; some we do not.
Regardless...

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-THIS IS NOT A POEM-

Hey, Poets stop by, give me a shout out.
Tell Me Where You Are From;)
I promise I won't show up on your doorstep.


If you are having a bad day, let me have it
If you have awesome news, don't be greedy 
---SHARE! SHARE!
By...

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A blank page is ready
For the pen to begin
Spreading the words
One letter at a time
Then one paragraph
Followed by another
Until the poem has
        ended...

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WHEN LETTERS DANCE ON  THE PAGE

  
 
“Disappear,” I said.
They denied.

Didn’t  the Casanova at the theatre
Return  my ravishing smile last night?
The burgundy magic on greys! 
 
 Ironed with botoxed shots
The dry asparagus turns glossy;
 Ready for the salad?

Midriffs declining, disappearing...

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The chirp of cloudy morning peal its wondrous beauty 
As it was a perfect moment to sip the taste of an old times
Pampered and drawn by those vintage voices
Shrunk in this sweet anomaly,  the frames of a time roamer

Word by word, time after time
An...

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My name is James, born 1961
In Inverness, a small Scots town
To my father Andrew, and my mother Beryl
And Billy my brother, a pair of devils
 
In 67, we woke one night
Our house was ablaze, full of orange light
Our neighbour next door, for whatever reason
Started a...

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Her lips 
are soft,
fragile
petals 
of a wild
pink 
rose,

Whose kiss 
is so 
delicate,
it compels me 
to compose....

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I have no idea what compelled me
To wonder what my future held
The craze about finding my tomorrows
To view delivers meld

So I decided to decipher my wants
To a Highland Seer I went
The desire to dispel my haunts
Kawasaki 500 sent

v
   Sit down and close your...

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