Best Recurrently Poems

The bard’s tale begins here, without remedy,
This telling of here is, there is, and tomorrow is,
Predestined works of meticulous perception,  
A prophetic hunter searching inside the anecdotal,
Over uncountable eons for his vague lucidity,

An eremitic nomad perceiving his journeys path,
Being sculpted and painted upon times...

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I need you
To clutch me tight and
Wipe my tears away.
Telling me 
‘I know it looks bad but it’ll get better’.
 
I need hope
To come along and
Recuse me from 
The ceaseless
Pit I recurrently fall into.
 
I need someone
To be there when
I have my blade.
To say
‘Don’t damage...

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A human race of relay and replay,
Their soles push off unforgiving exteriors
And are kept on track by applauded obedience.
Their recurrently blistered hearts
Become calloused by an aura of expectation.

Hedonism is a fort where their souls sit while their bodies work.
They chip at the sedimentary foundation of...

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When evening falls upon me gently
his eyes a breath away
I become a child rapt intently
like awaited gift on Christmas day

To peek through windows paled by slate
limbal ring that tone the blaze
brightly burning with loves desire
though unfulfilled and un acquired 

They hold their gaze a relentless...

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She felt emptiness, melancholy, and lacking self-love

                Seeking to discover love. She believed she was loveless as

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What transpired in your vigor?
"Rumi!" Your comos flee against well-being
Your psychological state is tottering
“You’ve allowed heartache to manifest!” 
Let you be! You're not well, ranting to thyself.


Wandering the streets with no footgear,
No shirt, no soul, fading spirit
This not a path to restoring agony
Let me see...

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The seldom branch
Takes a glance
As it waves at me

The cottonwood trees
Through the breeze
Applaud me

And as the motions
Comes and goes
Something you should know

God has made the harvest
And the harvest, glows…

The eternally, ever, everlastingly
Rivers flows constantly
Recurrently, repeatedly perpetually ever increasingly
Like a spark that’s burns into a flame
God...

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The guns are still firing, bang bang bang,
But the sound doesn't register with comatose minds.
Old boots trudge through mud as if it were wet concrete,
The heavy feet move on though their energy is depleted.

The kit brings them down with worthless weight,
Bullets and bombs enliven the...

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Recurrently I need
sail in my dreams
than  living days and nights....
I'd rather talk to stars
than dialoguing with human voices...
Live less my body
and much further my soul...
be less real
and be instead mysterious......

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Search, understand, make sense of the signs,
As universal energy illuminates our minds.
Sceptical at times but in essence we believe,
There's celestial truth in all that we perceive.

Recurrently pushed down rock roads
But those rocks have been placed there for us to decode.
Realisations, higher selves, awakened minds
Take those...

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Sterilized trauma of grief,
Gathering in the core crust,
Layering to thickness that was about to explode,
The hands went limp,
The legs were shaken not ready to take step,
Grits and guts wrenched and stringed,
The abdominal muscles turned taut,
The pelvis froze as if struck in tar,
Cold perspiration rolled down...

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They may see sands
and miss our winds
Trails imply a path
but not an end

Futures are sold on
the back of impending pasts
I reminisce over mine
and embrace each loss

Eternal calls may 
now seem trite
Endearing dues, once trying
are searingly wise

Pace a strand of mine
with each emotion you seek
Tell my...

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Day puts on its dusky cloak,
As phosphorescent fireflies, 
Like sunlit diamonds flash,
And circle beneath broad oaks.

Lovely little lanterns
Fly freely to and fro
Winking, blinking, twinkling
As on and off they go.

Many settle on the boughs,
To flash their mates below,
Lighting trees recurrently
With their luminescent glow.

Pulsing on, pulsing off
My...

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Roots fading from dehydration
as the fire obliterates all.
Whilst black clouds
rain unfamiliar drops of blue.

The oppressor
forces objects upon the population.
Objects perceived as evil;
a strong unpleasant burden.

What has come about?
I wish to escape it.
Still it feels harmless,
for I identify with my own eyes,
in it, Christ.

It's awfully mystifying...

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