Best Pretences Poems

When we search for answers from egotistic minds,
life is full of meaningless questions that lead us nowhere.
You sabotaged the sandman who brought me my dreams,
corrupting...

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Autumn will forever be the season of death to me,
but like time, I do not remain cemented in the past.
Memories of ghosts will always lead me...

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When fate pulls at my haiku of heartstrings,
I curse the syllables of my poetic musings.
If I do not express my sorrows,
how will petals blossom in...

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Shall I allow my heart to break its fences
and profusely bare its senses
as my mind feels no fighting chances
the soul divulges the pain’s incenses
trauma bleeds...

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Last night the ocean called my name,
Make love to me she softly surged.
Ignite the silver moonlit flame
Come to me she gently urged.

I'll hold you in...

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Hi guys, please go through my poem wrote by Mrs.Madhavi about imperial and blushing rose..

Blushing Rose 

Glowing in the early dawn,
Hey my beautiful rose..
Your aromatic...

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Today we rise.

No more hiding in the shadows,

of culture,
creed,
tradition.

No more silent complicity,

defensive arguments,
sickening pretences,
shabby excuses,

for the actions of men,

brutal and coarse and vulgar and obscene...

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Into the eye of the tiger I tumble
Fangs of grief claw at my heart.
The growling pain a low rumble
Threatening to tear me apart.

Emotions ripple beneath...

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You listen but you do not hear
The sound of love changing gear
You look but you do not see,
That special love close to thee
You touch but...

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There is somewhere out there in ethereal space
not of this Earth or any known place.
I fear that humanity won’t understand,
we are not on our own...

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Daydream

      To dream and with imagination fill
      The long and unfulfilled waking hour
  ...

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My heart is not a poem, you may come
And sit awhile apart from the drowsy day
And measure in silence the sweet sum
Of all I am...

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I know a young lady, won't mention her name

Posts naughty stuff often, for shame, for shame

My kinda filly, with that there's no question

Her mind can...

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Sin of impulse
A moments pleasure
To dive for pearls, a far deep
treasure
   of the mind and senses
Keep going, can't stop,
binge and lose all pretences
of...

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