Best Sais Poems

With these twelve words...

art has no restrains 
there is nothing that can chain it down
no fabric that can not be broken from.

*FoRm?
>that de...pe...nd...s.<
WHAT duz iT reSEMble
fOrM...

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Proud woman with the turquoise eyes;
half Iroquois, half white
Beautiful woman with the crescent moon smile,
that Milky Way glows in the night
Jeanie ... I fell in...

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Note: This is not a poem, just a riddle :)


Pour Juliette Girardot

Si vous me donnez 1000 essaie
Si vous me donnez 1000 valses
La réponse que je...

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"Crazy is as Crazy does" 


Crazy is as Crazy does

poets and musicians 
come undonne
fresh plots 
till the soiled, their artful 
passion twists

a je ne sais...

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Un oiseau a volé

 

Je rêve
La fleur rêve
Rêves qui tombent du ciel
Amer est le miel
 
Toutes les fleurs se sont noyées sous la pluie
Moi, je...

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Rêves perdus, rêves morts

Les fleurs dansent
Les fleurs chantent
Le printemps est ici
Je suis, pas loin d'ici


Dans la forêt
Dans une cabine
Caché
Avec mon cœur
Rien ne me touche ici


Je...

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All you have to do is waiting,
To listen to the wind rumble,
Like poor elephants,
All you have to do is waiting,
Sealed in our rooms,
Praying for his...

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I don’t know if owning a beautiful home,
Facing the sea, makes happy,
There are people who do not manage their thoughts,
And that makes them dangerous,

There are...

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Why do you hurt me
and cause so much pain
why do I stay and put my
heart to shame
Why do I cry 
for you day after day
why...

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Fresh leaves fall gently on the ground 
without making a sound
Piano keys softly caress 
warmed by sunlight gest
Brushing my senses on this delicate afternoon 
she...

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Here lies a woman of hedonist fame,
her Je ne sais quoi had no restrain.
Any man who proposed
found her not so disposed
and never could find her...

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Since the bloody Battle of Hastings
When 'Arold got killed by French Bill
We've seen an endless invasion of French
And I've just about had my fill

Don't we...

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Cornelius was a linguist, not a poet -
though his ego was much too large to know it.
After penning a traditional Japanese tanka,
regarding the policies of...

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Born in Cincinnati that buckeye state 
January 13th 1959 – 57+ years to date
A tangle of arms & legs testing lungs, which sounded great
He kind...

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SHE DRIVES ME UP THE WALL

She drives me up the wall like a slave-driver
O yes, she does ! but even though she may wield 
the...

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