Best Sculpted Poems

Starlight pierces ebony,
above sculpted shades of white.
And moonbeams soften the scene,
gilding Night with golden light.

Donning a crystalline dress, 
Nature's a picture of grace.
And draped in feathery down,
She's frozen in time and place.

Billions of snowflakes gather
on bare branches, where they freeze.
And subtle features get carved
by the...

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Life, are you a blessing or a punishment?
I'm trying to understand how I'm
a slave to the sculpted version of me.
A prisoner without chains, 
upon a path forged with my own hands,
feeling lifeless, drained from 
premeditated premonitions.
I'm burning like a caliginous candle,
melting in waxing weepings -
fatigued...

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Angels live in heaven, so I heard you all say,
as the pristine celestial beauty they ascend
like the sparkling stars in the far away milky way,
but I know on the mortal earth they often descend.

If you ask me how do I know, I would aver,
I have...

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Galactic sights, streaking in the night
Sky heights, blinking in my sight....

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Far from the surging crowd,the aesthetic mass ever loved
For,some fascinated to drilling mud,more satiated with coconut ground
Most elated admiring flowering buds,all hailed for herbs, spices,Salmon or squid
But there came the most tyrannous deluge with a thud!
Oh!They called it a massive flood!
Dragged the humans like Salmons...

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-sculpted in false image-
Hey, look at me 
now I see 
I’m more like you, 
and less like me 
chiseled and shaped 
the mold half broke 
chipping away at 
pieces of my soul 
Till I don’t know
Who I am anymore
  Figures in a magazine
Prophetic in...

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I see a galactic swirling motif,
a single stitch in the fabric of time.
And I see chaos fuel rhythm and rhyme,
coloring creation in stark relief.
It takes my breath away in disbelief;
a true astrological paradigm.

I see the hidden hand of God at work
in the intricacies and awe...

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Wrapped in a black satin sheet
Feel him breathing, lying next to me
Smile to myself........
The way he molded me into his masterpiece
My body like clay in his hands
His hands.....sculptures hands
Ruff, strong, pleasing hands
His eyes.....soft chocolate eyes
Looking at me with deep concentration
Held me pinned down
Took in every...

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I wonder what it could be
The glowing merry marble
Curve of my masculine hands and legs
That draws them to me like bees to honey. 

I stand here for their eyes to drink up
Like a mirror hanging on the wall
Yet all that they will see is me
Have...

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Her eyes are shining spheres, sculpted from the marrow of forgotten stars,
Each gaze a window into a universe that pulses in silence,
Charged with the intensity of solar flares dancing on the edge of the horizon,
Yet their warmth is a well-kept mystery, a burn that leaves...

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under sculpted




under
sculpted
greys gray
led me astray
here kitty kitty
manslaughter charges
death beyond loves canal
floating down rivers
of
denial

under sculpted greys
layers before these silk sheets
vocals tone
of
gray


her heart
looks
to
me
this way

calm waves
crash over me
shore lines
captivated
soaked
into
submission
she loves me nots
each petal
from
her
rose
clings to me

scented
from
heaven

her flowers
call
me
near

in this field
it
all
seems clear


my seamstress
my seamstress
my seamstress
patches
my
heart


she stitched me
she stitched
my
heart

now every beat
in
time
with our
new...

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This is...my last serenade...this is...my last serenade...
This is...my last serenade...this is...my last serenade...
This life...this life is not meant for me...
I'm troubled, troubled so desperately
I need help, I cannot deny it
I need help, please, point me to where I can find it
My life is a mess;...

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sculpted vessels



tear in me
tear in me
tear
in
me
sculpted vessels
what crown
of
my
love
sculpted
dreaming me
listening to me
what has awoken
my love
what
has
awoken in me
that eyes could see my soul
my soul is lines with thoughts
all painted in rainbows colours
from
you
what line has
ever been
drawn in love
that my words
want more
just to feel you
that any combination of words...

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Written: November 03, 2023
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Ambrosia-colored slants shine and gaze within.
With delight, watch the white embers spin.
Sifting through waves of serenity and quiet.
That rustling across the heavens is reliant.

In...

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What our God is for
Him we always do adore
Love Him more and more

much love God very
all our sins He does carry
is necessary 

God our pain does bare
His love is beyond compare
With us He shall share

with God was much wealth
He had helped us with our health
forgave...

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