Best Regress Poems

Her heartbeat echoes like a love moan in my mind,
summoning centuries of refined romanticism soulfully enshrined,
the contralto of her voice a fillatio upon the cock...

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Crash! Bang! Poof! The angry leaves assault my roof
My canine friend turns end to end, and cries out with a woof
I grab my rake and...

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Thoughts of Infinite Light


Thru no beginning and everlasting end, the loving light shall transcend
The Angels of illumination shall defend its passionate passage to extend
From within...

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INTERCEPTION

Shadows waning distorted fading
Teasing tempting, a psychotic hack
Scheming concealing cerebral deceiving
Sun retreating behind shades of black

Memoirs succumbing, alpha notes strumming
Hope dwindling midst each laboured breath
Dusky-eyed...

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“Give them back! Give my tears back, right now—with interest!!”
—Natsuki Takaya


 She wrote her marine a letter, hopeful, bright
loved with her kisses and perfume. In...

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“WHAT IS A SAD DAY IN AMERICA?”

It is a “Sad Day” in America when you wake up every day worrying about being 
black, educated and...

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The whole of a journey still to be traveled
is much like a novel begun
with threads of the story not yet unraveled
and windings of plot to...

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This is why writings my new addiction,
     I have to address!
  I say this to you with pure conviction,
 ...

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Restless restoration
Return
Remove all the rubble remaining from the rampant rift you released and retracted
Remember?
I recognized and revealed your ravishing rituals and repugnant relations 
Rippling into...

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The weary and gloomy moon
Droops alongside confident mountains,
Tries to stay until noon.

Clings to the boundary, slipping down
Being hidden but not wanting to hide.
To time, old...

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“To be free of the darkness in my past allows a bright light to beam for my future”  The poet

Locked away in the crevices...

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All poets start somewhere...
good ones never finish – 
all poems subject to theme,
mapped or an impulse just to
travel~ wherever...I think we
met somewhere in the 
Wherever,...

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The problem of PolyNomials,
equivalent or not?
with Not PolyNomials
hides a geometric bilateral 
not-no means yes 
polynomial assumption
that was profoundly channeled by ZeroCentric Bucky Fuller.

1 Polynomial v...

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Believe in what I am told or what I see 
This war is bitter and I aspire to be free 
Free from these shackles and...

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This is my dedication

I am legend, so just push the start
I will save your family, so just call me Noah's ark
A pause on time as...

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