Best Provoke Poems

Liquid Heaven

A feast for my womanly inner beast!       
I tease, I please, you have me on my knees
I wring...

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I cannot compete with something as painstakingly glorious as you
Envy is but a humbling tumble down a steep, rocky hill
I am crushed in your fits...

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(In a Lush Garden Somewhere Out There)

The student stands where shifting sands of thought,
Once firm with reason, now elusive truths are sought.
Its splendor wanes, a...

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Daughter  of Mary and  Louis
(Named after my late grandmother ) 

My name is  Charmaine
a name originated from latin
Charmaine means -a song

Eldest of...

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GOD

Wondrous of many blessings.
Smiling never a frown.
My prayers, Lord, are  suddenly being ignored.
I've taken a tumble of  fallen down
Lord, my life was plain...

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~Marionette Master~    

All my dreams evolve around my wooden floor
Candles and clowns the show must go on

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The Moon slowly moves its way...

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Flings and wings and rings rejected…
 Cupid’s arrows fly deflected…
“It clearly is too late” she signed, “to love, adore or pay me mind”

Penciled lines drew...

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Noise chattering among us..
Whether outside
Whether inside..
It matters not..

Thoughts provoke frequently..
Undesirable..
Desirable..
Head is filled with noise pollution..
Days and nights..
Moment to moment..

Our flaws a constant reminder..
If only..
Why..
Thoughts haunting...

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And the music began,
And with power so strong, I nearly fell back from the force
Snarling, smiling, demons held me upright,
As the Precarious Prince began,

“Dare you...

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Sullen would be onset of grey, indivisible-dawning;
Soon, lifting mist dissipating beneath the brae.
Comes then a gentle heat arising with the morning...
Thus the remaking of another...

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When Whitman said
make your life a song,
had he spoken to old whalers?
Did they tell him of nights becalmed
on a pacific salty sea,
when no sound of...

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Eyes
                Mesmerize
        ...

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In shadows deep, where childhood fears reside,
A father's wrath, a son's tormented life,
A torrent of abuse, a soul's despair,
A question lingers, heavy in the putrid...

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I never asked to be born,
so these sins leave me torn,
between living and dying.
I'm laughing, but begin crying,
because I've lost all affection
for my mirror's reflection.

You...

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The whole world is a series of miracles, but we're so used to them we call them ordinary things. ~ Hans Christian Anderson

In the aching...

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