Best Rhythmic Poems

There's a river that twists in the mind
that I plunder and ravish with sieves,
on crusades to the summit of rhyme
where my Phoenix of tropes and schemes live.

In a war to free diction's fair Queen
where the Soldiers of Babel bemuse
and the modern day graceless regimes
are in...

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blue
                                          swelling 
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My life was heading into an infernal pit of passion.
I am inebriated, sipping your juices like a fine wine.

Infiltrating your body defenses with my offensive weapon.
My hands take control, scanning every contour.

In need of psychological evaluation.
I am a maniac, a lunatic in need of your...

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Through the rhythmic  sound of solitude I travel

The wrought iron door opens wide

To the voice of silence I listen

In search for answers,  for truths all sealed inside.

I seek , I dig ... I dig hard  and deep , in hope of finding...

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Strumming guitar necks
In a dyslexic manner
While on lsd

Mind turning pages 
Psychedelic music sheets
Colorful notes dance
 
Life wind cries Jimi
Living in a purple haze
Rainbow rhythm sleeps



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Memory of past,
imagination of mirrored future,
evolve dipolar octaves of functional form,
informating appositional contention,
encoded, and therefore neurally decoding,
recoding
reconnecting from past to future to past regenerators
implicate ordered language and iconic relationships,
numeric transliterations across universal paradigms,
transformatively intuited,
transubstantiated semiotics,
transductive integrity of right and left ellipticals
eco-metaphysical and ego-physical fractalfunction 
mind/body...

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Fool an i
we lay so incredulously
In a love....
That it seems our sorrows rest in mind
and all is enabled,
now we able,
to weave mesh of this light as we bind...
seemingly caught up in webs of time.

But stood it may
like a shadow 
was the thoughts that attest between...

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you came to me
again in a dream...

this rain tapping
against the windowsill 
echoed like footsteps
down lonely streets

the thunder rolling
through the hills
mimicked my heart
beating in anticipation 
as you reached for me
through the shadows
on dimly lit walls

i felt your hands
gently tracing
the edges
of my soul

your lips
softly pressing
against mine
silent whispers
of...

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natural compose
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Love between the two of us is a rhythmic dance, a romance
in the most sensual and subtle prelude we are wooed.
We share amorous flirting without need for words asserting
our intentions but sparked by an ember as we remember
our yearning and burning flames of fire, the...

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RHYTHMIC METER: POEM SWEETER

    Poetry is disciplined in a stream having units like ‘meter’ or ‘foot’ on 
    lines similar to measurements in length, though basically, poem 
    oozes from core of heart and rhythm follows...

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Jogging silently through murky night.
Wanting,
Hogging contorted chirps of nocturnal eyes.
Feel the pressure from the heel to toe, heel toe.
Heel now!
An evil moan as Pain himself sets deeply into motion.
Heal.
I shy away with backward glances vigilant, aware.
Finding broken skin with bandages infested.
Time, the slowest of the...

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He sat there alone for 6hrs wondering if it’s too cold
Was it bold?
How long would it take for the promotional ladder
to transport him to the next level?
Was he ready?
Hmmmm, he’s not sure!
Are his feelings pure?
Is it the cure to close the door?
His heart cold blooded...

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In the dim-lit alley of the soul's bazaar,
Were jazz and jive spill from ajar,
We tap our feet, snap fingers, under stars,
And speak in verses, raw and without pause.

The city breathes, a living, pulsing beat,
Its heart a drum, its voice a saxophone,
We weave through streets, our...

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O!  Laurie-Jeanne, Laurie-Jeanne!  Belle of my Heart!
Why did you have to fly?
From me who sang you a lullaby,
From the hospital room, ‘neath the thundering sky,
Beneath the thundering sky!?

O!  I love my Laurie-Jeanne like the Sun,
Like the Sun, and all things Endless!
Like the...

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