Best Placation Poems

the wealth of norman England is poised to grow
  towns enlarge, markets exchange, a fresh fertilising sprinkled culture
  kingdoms extend with numbers reducing
...

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THE WAITING GAME

I'm playing the waiting game,
not futilely nor waiting in vain.
My delivery, my parcel my expectation;
forces me to ambulation. 

I want it now,
my elixir...

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P.S.: Take Note
We are met again 
at the crossroads of delusions
reminiscing failed choices 
and broken promises;
here we stand once again 
in the vanity of illusions
reflecting...

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Tortoise husband of salamander,
Childless couple for sorrowful years,
Their quest for child was beyond placation;
What is matrimony without fertility?
Child is gold,child is the crown on our...

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Thinking back now my dreams are eerily reminiscent
Of every mistake I made in my decent.
Of every joke and priceless muse,
Every smile that she gave me,...

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Drugs like anger and toxin like pills
Flashing from the side of the ditch. 
Holding out the rain, trying so hard 
to rot whatever it touches.

Curses...

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As if the music had wings
but the notes dripped with tears.
Speaks of everything he's loved
and everything he fears.
His fingers, they dance,
Speak of torture and romance.
With...

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CECE

She looks at me
i can feel her anger rising..
boiling...ati you were saying
she glare at mi..
i sit transfixed.. tongue
glued to my teeth..

i desire she would hear...

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In the suspended time 

In the suspended time between Christmas and New Year’s Eve,
I think of you. 
Time has passed, much time, and you have...

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I don’t wanna rhyme these words
Or strum these chords
Then lead the chorus and the verse.
And I don’t wanna make amends,
Or save these friends
Who left me...

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Warped in perfect symmetry
Ancestral imagery
frayed around the edges
revoke the privileges
of past remembrance.
A tapestry, a cosmic dance
of ideas woven, history acquired
kiln fired
and hand-stitched into the fate
that...

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Always the weapon
and never the truth
the woeful prediction
of life's terrorism
shall always end in death

Ah such a bastion
for the ammunition of fear
to afford the devils consumption
of...

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~ (~) But One Sheen (~) ~




Beyond one-window, pane;
thus-striving for;
barter-welcoming... the-barrier,

placation;

the jest so-defines-this... yes... !


Gentle songs fill the day...
as-they... 

lye-beyond;

but-one sheen...
only;

of division-yes... !







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What is a virus,

But a mutation of cells?

Yes, it's true, some are shiny,

Some have bells.

Whistles too,

Like me and you,

Doing, consistently, the opposite

Of what we should...

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Cuffing Season

Frightful scenes of cabin fever
during the lonely cold winter
gives reason for cuffing season
and placation for the freeze in.

The physical shivers over
frightful scenes of cabin...

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