Best Reserved Poems

A blessed soil which perspires cashews and coughs out black pepper,
its global banner of rice is raised so high
which is only beaten by one.
Specializing in the juices of the commonest limbless reptile
with cuisines highly recommended by the parliaments of health.

From dragons to birds;
the turtle to...

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The important key

                                   timeless - forever in bloom

   ...

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Nature tamed, organised, tidied and serving
Consummately sanitised for human consumption
Nature bent unnaturally to suit the human nature
Every pretty maid and ducks…in a row
 
Florid facilities for townsfolk to fantasise 
Looking without seeing, treading without looking
Stepping upon the very thing that they seek
Nature expertly hidden to...

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Such a glorious grace of diva
Limitless is her divine aura

Poets compete to verse on her
For she is a presiding Lord of flora

A beauty with brains in tons
Besides being Lord Goddess Arora

Blue gets fixed precisely such
As her drape is like anaphora

Who is she-the enchanting one!
Of course...

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Kissing in the Afternoon is a luxury reserved for those in relationships

Kissing in the Afternoon is a luxury reserved for those in relationships the kind of luxury that make you feel special as I sit trying not to regurgitate my lunch while looking at you...

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Reserved 
                     By Feo.

In a bar on Avenue A, on the television screen a woman is giving head,

There's couples everywhere, affectionate couples, kissing and drinking...

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People, here as we tend to glance about,
we find ourselves gathered this Summer's day.
For there isn't a speckle of genuine doubt
that blue sorrow still lingers here today.
Yes, therein the hearts of many does it so,
tho' yet it's onwards which we shall all go,
go within memory's...

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I try to pretend to be hard.
Cold, made of steel.

I wrestle with my silence.
Refuse to show emotions.

I lock my heart away.
I crush down what feelings may come my way.

There is a weakness that lives inside of me.
The pure hearts can only see.
They see so deep...

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feelings die
tears dry
no matter
still do we cry
not upset
no regret
wonder why
still eyes are wet
broken chain
forgotten pain
long set
sill makes them rain
moments flee
desires free
filled again
the silent sea
strong defends
heart mends 
yet the 
long held patience ends
moved whatsoever 
forced endeavor
yet stagnant 
for ever and ever...

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God Reserved

It always is best to be involved
Before you die and are dissolved;
Writing poems in my life take the lead;
After you read them will have agreed.

Then was when I soon started to realize
My surprise would be winning a prize
And then to the fact became resigned;
God...

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What kind of blessing you hold for me that requires so many tears shed upon a pillow so inviting too me. She find it within the midst of her day, she was stolen somehow by pain, a chapter to chaos, ending in  peace let's...

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Cafe shade rights reserved
This café serves in summertime,
Flowers abloom,
There’s always a cup on the  table,
Atleast one chair in the room

The artist walks in,
twirling soon,
Picture menu,
choices too

The cakegirl walks in,
A cart full of plates,
Place an order,
Out of my case

The brewer walks in,
Assorted oohs,
Water vapor,
Such a...

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Make Sure Seat Reserved

For skies to be friendly,
Should be old and spindly;
One day body is preserved,
So make sure seat is reserved;
Or friendly, sky may not find to be.

That guy was 69 years old. 
Will the case rest after his 
head hit the head rest?


Jim Horn...

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If you were reserved, like a chair
And only The King could sit there
Marked off, strictly just for his use
Would you reassign yourself for abuse?

The truth is that you are sanctified
Set apart just for Him like the tithe
Though the tenth is His own, every dime
Can be...

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Venusian being the damsel here
Gives me amiable vibes clear
Ever in need of the words anew
To extoll the diva in my view 
For changing is her super mien
In every week valorous I mean
Attire is made of Austrian glass
She is the belle and full of class
When moves...

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