Best Perpetual Poems

perpetual 
is my love for poetry.
without it 
how would life taste to me?
i bet it'd be so bitter 
i'd spit it out.
I'd choke 
on thousands...

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Dear anxiety
Nemesis to my reality,
mental manipulator of tentative trust,
massacring my once sagacious soul -
you cut me into a slice of loneliness.

The fault is in our...

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Meet me in forever,
where the moon enclasps
the enchanting 
   heaven above us,
for you, are the music 
     playing on...

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I am a poem popper

Poetry is the drug for me
A perpetual habit
Shared with select company

I am a poem popper

I have been since the age of...

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When leaves in whispers say goodbye
With a hint of autumn’s sun rise
Once of vibrant life to mutate
In combat with the chilling eve.

Soon to waltz within...

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“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
Khalil Gibran

In days of darkness,
sad stars shimmer like somber souls.
Upon...

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ETERNAL RECURRENCE*


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“I am certain that I have been here as I am now a thousand times before and
 I hope to return a thousand...

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He
may 
not have
the perfect
face and body,
but I can see into a soul
radiant like the omniscient sun in azure skies.
In indigo nights, I press against his...

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A softer breeze blows his way
And a sunny day shines everywhere
Painting the sky blue and grey. 

But those hues are not for him,
For him it's...

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There are long years to come ,and I know

I would never lick fresh sweetness

from the sugar of your lips

Nor will I taste the salty tears...

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I grew a beard
while waiting for you
it looks more and more
like I'll never get through

My left ear was aching
I switched to my right
This perpetual holding
has...

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Blades of grass, wet under foot, insect eyes  
Dusk, offset by the cricket orchestra 
Muted and receding into the trees and bushes,
Tickled by the...

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No flame within! 
      do I hold for you
no delightful delicacy
      shall I put to...

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you spin 
the elements of your life 
in a vacuum 

coiled 
like a snake 
in perpetual hibernation 

no light 
no truth 
no reason 

no soft...

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God named me a straying cloud,
and by His perpetual wish I abide...
as the loneliest cloud floating on the earth's breeze.
I glance below and discover the...

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