Best Poundings Poems

You ask to me dance 
We take the floor 
My hand locked in yours 
You pull me close
I stay inside your aura
A moment of such allurement
As your eyes show enticement
They send messages of seduction
My breathe you can feel upon your skin
My fingertips glide through your...

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"SHE'S HERE!!!....SHE'S HERE!!!"


   This waiting is murder!........Even though I will be seeing her shortly.
Anticipation has already reduced me to well beyond that substance called jelly in that full bowl!
   I am beyond those pliable timepieces in a Salvador Dali masterpiece. In...

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Time ticked frantically, I had to act drastically,
Shadows started to blur, the turbulence began to stir,
The faint ticking from a distance, dragged on and on with perseverance,

Noise, chaos, intensity, struck painful poundings to my head,
Inside of me uncontrollably- anger had begun to spread
Panic paralyzed my...

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Who Is Knocking At My Door

Who is knocking at my door?
It is 4:00 am when sounds come harsh
Imagination wonders on the soulless bog
No one for miles can hear the tapping noises
My covers can't protect me in the solitude
Isolated land, dark emptiness and mysteries
The marsh has...

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The water flowed down into the semi dark ravine
Where prolific verdant ferns adorned the shaded scene.
Low light cast a ghostly glow over the surroundings
Increasing the sensation of my heart heavy poundings.

It was our lonely meeting place, now full of throes.
Listen, the roar of the water...

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RESTLESS


Oh my, the ghost still haunts the rest of my life
I cannot go back reminisce and picture
Where I’ve been into what extent I’ve delved
That after the euphoria I deemed  loose
This thing now sometimes controls me.

Though I still believed
My strength, my imagination explored
As if my...

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You know that feeling when 
someone tells you something 
and a pound of bricks get 
stored on your shoulders like a 
pounding in your heart, its not 
the best feeling in the world 
and I just don't know how to 
react to it should I...

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Vae victis! Her quick eyes spy out the field.
Reconnoitred, the foe's dispositions have been noted, 
quantified, assessed. The forces of order
and tidiness, in neat array, 
perfect their alignment, await onslaught.
The sentinels stand guard:
A pot of jam, a jar of marmalade are emplaced
on the strategic salient...

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If this gentle 
wind could 
talk
Would have 
whispered 
my longings
Mounting, 
with every 
breath

If hearts 
could connect
Mine would 
tell yours
Of its 
incessant 
poundings
Wishing, for 
a brush of 
your hand

If miles 
could 
be shortened
I should be 
beside you in 
a blink
Loving you, 
till the end of 
time...

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Four Dimensional Elements

Solidity

Earth 

Land by soil to
Dancing stone
Treads its path to water
Kisses the feet of
Home

Between

Air

Fragrance clouded
And plumed pillars of
Breathing Earths
Seething repentance
In rain

Catching

Water

The flippant leaves
Acquiescent flow echo
Reverberated poundings in
Waves
And falls a blessing

Liberty

Fire

Recombination of release
Prevailing supplicant of
Mystery
And Mother of
Light...

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What is Real? I ask myself
Is it only that which you can taste, touch or feel?

Or is it not the obvious but only the quiet poundings of one's heart
Those of sensibility, those which all of wondering humanity must endure.

Could it be in the quiet whisperings...

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Was it the tears you drove?
To my heart midst this storm
the sudden urgency rushed
me and my heartbeats increased.

I ceased to recognize the surroundings.
While my thoughts whirled in extended
poundings.
Thunder barreled like a lovers lost
cry one trying to reach the other.

The storm passed and skies were blushed
with...

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If this gentle 
wind could 
talk
Would have 
whispered 
my longings
Mounting, 
with every 
breath

If hearts 
could connect
Mine would 
tell yours
Of its 
incessant 
poundings
Wishing, for 
a brush of 
your hand

If miles 
could 
be shortened
I should be 
beside you in 
a blink
Loving you, 
till the end of 
time...

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My passion is the happy fervor
That covers and moves the lever
I heard an exciting, silent flaming
To warn me about this mine anxiety
And its eyes have all the flaming
On that day my soul grew arousal
and the brainwaves never zesting
and its eyes have all the flaming
The spree...

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I think it's been too long since we had a heart-to-heart. I can feel that innocent child's anger and it's tearing you apart. You thought I forgot to help you get well, and away from pain, but I promise I did not. I have just...

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