Best Passed Poems

The moon parts ways with the clouds
For a taste of tender alley light—
Where lamps glisten like caged fire,
In the mouth of the maiden dark.

For a taste of tender alley light—
A glimpse below of yielding lovers' kiss,
In the mouth of the maiden dark—
A refrain calmed in...

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It came and passed, and not a word was spoken
     as trills sang sweet from the tongue of the sparrow.
          Indifference now, our love was but a token,
    ...

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evaporating 
   mercury                                  

   it's past my daytime





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For Mothers Who Have Passed 

For mothers who've been passed some years,
you may have gone but love remains.
At fewer times do we shed tears
for mothers who've been passed some years.
We lay a wreath of flowers here.
Remembrance is the mourner's claim
for in the heart your honor's...

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There is so much you can let go of,
If you really want to try.
Stuff that only weighs you down,
That makes you want to cry.

Old regrets, self doubts and hurts,
That drag up pain and anger.
Toss them, ditch them, cast them away.
To self esteem they're a danger.

Worries...

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Emotional depression had set in;
A world of calamity that grew dark.
The mystical light was stifling, nights stark,
Blessings of peace in a bottle of gin.

Dark wisp of wrath kindled a plea to flee.
Extinction of self as he walked with pride 
Through vast ocean tides, I became...

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EIGHT DAYS HAVE PASSED


"Give thanks to the Lord our God and King
His love endures forever
For He is good, He is above all things
His love endures forever"
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Eight days have passed since year 2016 began Father God,
I welcomed this year with beaming smile and hope
for a better,...

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Leaves a’ rustling
So near to me
I feel your hot breath
I smell my fate, close

Wild
Wild I started
Grew too fast, too bold
Grew beyond myself, grown far too old

Yet looking back now 
I regret, I fear
If this is really the end...
How did I get here?

My skin, now so...

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Toot, toot goes the train.
Jump, jump goes the brain.
Moved to a new house.
Old one had a mouse.
Sometimes change is good.

It's all the same!
Play the sleep game!
INSOMNIAC!
INSOMNIAC!

I can't sleep!
I can't sleep!
SLEEPLESSLY!

Passed out!
Passed out! 

DREAM!!!


This is a Dimished Hexaverse, thank you Dr. Ram Mehta for correcting me....

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A year has passed since windows draped in gloom
Since heartache's cure impossible to prove
A year since silence reigned within his room
Since hands upon the clock have ceased to move

Two years have passed - when morning bells are rung
Harmonies do not carry to his ear
Two years...

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Fragile is the mind
That has lost a friend
Fragile too is the snowflake
Seeking sanctuary on my window sill
Both are anonymous to the world

Fragile is the dreamer
Who knows the snowflake well?
Pure as an angels tear
Complex as the heavens above

For Within its crystal, there is a mirror
Where footprints...

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You were once here, or so it would seem.
Gone now forever, like a half woken dream.
Flown beyond the farthest star.
Yet eternal within my memories you are.
Your echo of love will forever remain,
Guiding me through the sorrow & pain,
To the day my heart begins to heal.
Though...

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Listening heartbeat,
Hearing with the soul-ears,
Living to change another day.
Pen challenged by season quick of emotions.
Than,
Muse enters the heartbeat,
Friends, 
Family, 
Love ones weave basket within freeze-frame moments,
Always sharing within life in one.
Than the will to carry on to paper love.
Touching the hearts of many,
Even those not...

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In the trees, 
  high up catching every breeze
small twigs, dry grass, and leaves form the large drey,
  with stuffing from some cushioned chair pretended to be hay;
atop the forked trunks of mighty oaks
  a perch of squirrels gather against wintry pokes.
Encircling...

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Golden moments, their precious hues,
Tarnish and fade into the blues...
Nothing gold can stay, they say.
Why, must these things pass away?
Was happiness not meant to see?
What a wonderful world that would be;
Of flowers that should not wilt,
With the family that was built.
If I could, I would...

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