Best Paralyze Poems

There are cities of sonnets to map
Quests of pantoums and villanelles 
To harness, and ride
Across the wide
Tangled grassland of gratuity
Unwritten, unruled
Anarchy of expression
Empty lines can...

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Words of Mass Destruction



Words like bullets do not have eyes, as they fly in our hearts and materialize
Deleterious breaths that we soon despise, words written...

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Open like a door before me
Be it sun or rain or stormy
          Each new year gapes...

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Time to banish that old broken mirror
It only shows sadness it gives you tears
Its faulty reflection can paralyze 
Don't listen to its voice tell you...

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Oh, no, he best not patronize me on Valentines.
If I must dramatize appreciation, I shall agonize.

Each year, he thinks chocolates will rationalize
spending his time guarding...

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~~North.East.South.West-Haiku's~~

~Like A Diamond~
White ebony sky
Paralyze mountain top dew
collapse falling star

~Picture Perfect~
Once in a life time
Smile for the camera
Beauty standing still

~Red Showers~
Sunsets are the best.
October, vs'...

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My prison cell is loneliness.
My cries and murmurings confess
that bars invisible now press
and paralyze with heavy stress
and desolation. May God bless
those deeply mired in misery,
too...

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Threatening predators have a nose for fear
Frantic anxiety, mixes with your own body scent
The sick anxiety that can paralyze
glue yourself in a viscous oil sludge
In...

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Dinner was over an hour ago
Counters wiped clean, dishes are washed and dried
I hold my glass up to the light like a color slide,
and see...

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‘twas the night I met you.
A heart-stopping glorious man,
Possibly an Angel abandoning Heaven to master the art of earthly sensuality.
With dazzling electric blue eyes locked...

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“Scrabbled”



I could write a book
about all your dance moves
fire handed on a platter
heart beating like a hammer

a body of work
glanced at nonchalantly
on an open floor
dance...

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*Image of Julius Caesar by QDT.

The Ides of March

Spun spells pummel our Earth ... as a Sun scanned absence swallow,
vacuumed blues taxes light once deemed...

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A spider carefully plans and schemes
the pattern for its life and quest.
It spends its hours weaving dreams
until it creates its sticky best.

Its web is tatted...

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How does one know what they are capable of 
unless they try?
I stepped on many toes until I found my rhythm 
and groove.
I burnt a...

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The tunnel is long and musty with water dripping from the wall
Into murky puddles where pavement is slippery and easy to fall
It is cold and...

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