Best Pedestal Poems

You're just higher then most.
Your creativity and intelligence set you apart,
from others met coast to coast.
We are much alike in heart and soul,
Does it really matter if we don't like to bowl?
Intimacy was all I wanted when we first met.
But that all changed after playing...

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You rise above me on your lofty pedestal
Cracking your razored whip
Ordering my possibilities
Leaving your intricate patterns on my back
Red lace adorns your masterpiece

I chip at the base of your column
Choosing for your mighty to fall
You are unaware of your teetering 
Cracks adorn your insignificance
Your monument...

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The torment I feel inside,
Missing you wanting you,
Then there’s someone’s foolish pride,
Where are you?

Love is always there,
In SICKNESS and in health,
You know how I feel, I care,
You make my heart melt.

Days of wine and roses,
I might not give to thee,
But you can count on little...

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Within my heart of hearts there lies
  a place apart, enshrined for you,
secluded away from other eyes,
  a refuge out of view.
I visit each time I watch you pass,
  hide there so your gaze can't see
this admiration internalised
  within the very...

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Larry- you are my dove!
The poet I truly love,
Don't give me a shove
when you're the one
on a pedestal, always above!...

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As the flower grows,
The honeybee lands atop;
Resting on beauty....

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Was I not an apple of your eye
Securely placed in the pedestal of your love
Washed with the showers of your affections
Housed in the confines of your heart

For a while I was your beginning and ending
The truth known to your lips
Implanted in your veins
Beating along with...

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They put me on pedestal
so I know I can’t fall down
and if I’m not impeccable
I guess I’m just their big letdown.
They say they want me to be better
than they ever were;
I’ve got to be a go-getter,
not just any amateur.
How can I live up to this...

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So this is my house still standing where others have fallen:
There is still the light of love inside the room, 
Peering through pinholes, our professor, for twenty- four
Years called it peace,love and unity, a philosophy of virtues,
While savouring his moments of speech on madaraka day.

He...

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Funny isn't it?
The day I don't save your seats.
Suddenly I'm a ghost,
It's the day you start ignoring me.
And I realized you never truly cared about being my friend.
None of my efforts mattered in the end.
It was only those front row seats.
Sheesh.

I'm still pricking my own...

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While I watch her, an adored jewel,
Flinging on with my old pal
She crashes from the pedestal,
Like a burst of glass
As love etches death on the alley.


Contest:Fallen in 25-30 Words, nette onclaud
from Franco Gonza
2 December 2015
- my past girlfriend
30 words...

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Delusion reeked havoc within his mind,
whispered words of the near insane,
hatred building up making those blind,
that would follow him faithfully into the flame.
Blade in hand intent on seeing death that day,
he stabbed and hacked her pure beauty away,
robbing her of life and that of her...

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You fell from the pedestal
With a strong resounding crash
I rushed to pick the pieces
To throw them out with the trash

I worked to clean the rubble
That your falling left behind
Surprised that I had no tears
For I knew I had been blind

I had simply adored you
I had...

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Down through the ages, the centuries that have gone by
There are those that society, that will place above the rest
To a higher ground, so small impossible to stand
Thinking that are perfect, millions will testify
The perfect one has passed every test
Loved, worshiped and hailed across the...

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I'm the glass half empty 
For you I'm never full
How's the air up there where you are
on your sky high pedestal? 
I use too many paper towels
I put the cap on wrong 
I'm wearing too much makeup 
How could I like that song?
My poems are...

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