Best Perplexed Poems

Fading sun elaborates
Tuscan yellow tinges
As vibrancy floats
Lavender on periwinkle
Embossing clouds 
In shades of amethyst

Granting scenic vision
Atop the red bridge
Suspended in perpetuity
From vermilion towers
In resplendent posture

Sounding final appeal
From the complacent sea
Echoed by morbid hills
Seducing her fragility

Prompting her to leap
Gasping last breath
Fearful and perplexed
If there's solace in...

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empathy, compassion

    care for the Heart

  dream interpretation ~ the Art...

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I am confounded, confused, truly perplexed
By people who are selfish and mean.
Were they abandoned in bathroom stalls?
Did they have to survive on a cold tile floor?
Was their world so cruel that they think only of themselves?

I am confounded, confused, truly perplexed
By people who are bossy...

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It’s hard to tell anymore 
If that’s you knocking at my door
With my blurry view 
I really haven’t a clue 
I just want to believe 
in me, before it’s my time leave

I am again a child 
Innocent and wild
Are the roses really red?
What was it...

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She pleaded with me to meet her here;
knowing that I could never decline.
But now, it's past midnight and raining;
although she swore she'd be here by nine.

Trying to understand her is like
trying to light a damp cigarette.
For the more anxious I am to try;
the more frustrating...

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I love autumn - 'tis my most favorite of the seasons.
 
The harvest moon and colorful leaves are some of many reasons.

Trees that during summer provided shade and leaves of jade,

Now wear robes of red and gold so brilliantly displayed!

I'm awed as the rising sun...

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I wake up and taste the sweet ambrosia of morning
-	You’re kisses are like wine
The day has broken and sends out its warning
-	And so concludes my reverie

The days is but a frenzied whirlwind
-	Shattered is the memory of so short ago
Racing forward like a turbulent storm
-	To meet...

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Sincerity is hardly in an abundant quantity in our world
the blunderers and wonderers are deserted the direction hurled

Lost aimless looking to be painless seared in their fragile state
by promise makers and mockers and takers until it is too late

They hope, cope, mope and feel roped...

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How do you seek what you cannot see?
How do you walk down paths you have never trod before?
How do you embrace truths foreign to your culture?
How do you show compassion when you feel the need of it yourself?
How do you sing when you hear the...

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Words for how I feel sometimes don't I have 
Sometimes feelings that just are my that feelings 
That my soul plague episodes emotional 
Which cannot words explain 
Phenomenon a strange and weird 
On Files stuff some X 
Me you and have a relationship bipolar 
I...

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Perplexed

“It’s so simple that I can’t explain it
because I know that you wouldn’t understand
because I’m the only one who knows
what I'm talking about!”
                      ...

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For yeeeeeeeears I thought someone was gold
More gold plated as I advanced down road
Then it faded...
The gold plated just became a plate painted gold
Things break and have been broken 
Most times glue super or not cannot make it brand new 
There are moments that I...

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“Zoloft.” was someone’s loud, quick answer.	
“Yasmin.” I heard, spoke by another.  Huh?		
“Xanax.” Was then offered.						

	While these people shouted, I stared, perplexed.	

“Valium, is inside my pocketbook,							
Unisom, too.  It’s up to you.” said some voice.				

	”Thank you,” I began, “you are all dear,			
	Seems though, I have...

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Leftover Tomorrows

Not just the yin and yang of life
Not just the perplexed and entangled
Not even the esoterically amplified deviations
Just the oxymoron nature of the beast 

It’s the fashion of ascending and escaping
Of falling into the voids of the heart
When love transcends into emptiness
Our minds form...

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Ain't a illusion but reality, 
Your stardom, your limelight,
Your rich folks and my shame dress,
My heart begging tears to shed. 

Ain't a Jack in box I promise
But a fairy light lost in spotlight,
All you were a short lived fantasy
While December joyed and February weeped. 

Ain't...

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