Best Particular(A) Poems

For the rose without season is you
Light between stars shine through your soul
Ocean of kindness whispers your name
Joy resides in those beautiful eyes
Treasure trove,a friend...

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There once was a bum. He was the neighborhood drunk. He had an unkempt demeanor. His salt and pepper hair had not been washed in...

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Sunlight sparkles on the shimmering pond
its mirror like surface smooth as silk
dragonflies dance across the water 
performing aerial acrobatics like a circus in the air

Water...

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Trees wear a gown of bright emerald green
Where birds are nesting in branches up high
Parents shield fledglings so they can’t be seen
Until they can spread...

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On cold evenings
Surrounded by friends
Warm and
Safe
I could stay up forever
Taking strength
From the blackness 
Talking
Dreaming
Feeling that I could float upward
And walk with the stars
On their lonely...

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When I think of India, I think of dark eyed beauties,
their foreheads painted with decorative red dots,
and I see them moving deliciously in beautiful bright...

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Stood upright, between two roads,
On a thin metal rail,
A solitary, brown coloured bottle 
Of beer,          ...

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Playground…

Playground…
I am making decisions every morning,
None of them comes along with any warning.
To go right or to go left, which one is right?
Living in darkness...

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IF POETS RULED THE WORLD

If poets ruled the world
laws would be written with panache and... 
oh yes, compassion;
civil liberty in fashion.
Carpetbaggers fold up your tents...

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Marianne laughs, she's happy
sitting under the magnolia tree 
in Saint Anton's Garden
alone, in Venus's bower
waiting for no one in particular
as the shadows of leaves 
dance...

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Scurrying on my way home, a little leaf catches my eye, and I am compelled yet again to slow down.

a whirlwind of thoughts
compete with swaying...

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The Life Is …

The Life Is …
When I was young, there was no pain,
The only pain was to complain.
When I was young, I did not...

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What would it be like to love you
To know much more than just your name
Your poetic lines are heart magnets
Thoughts of you are driving me...

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In his bed she lies in wait.
For when he returns he will surely sate.
The time in the shower was just a tease.
No time to savor.....no...

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Imagine all the people
who trade in human life,
imagine all the reasons
given to this particular vice.
I visualize the rivers
that run with coagulated blood,
I visualize the tyrant
that...

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