Best Secluded Poems

Wrapped in somnolent skin
Deprived
Of any sensation whatsoever.
Dispassionate,
Insensible.
Vacant eyes dissolved in smudges
Of weariness.
And behind, deep inside – a secluded life.

It should be careless.
True, it is indifferent to
Material world,
External disturbances,
Even to its own 
Body – as if the body is a foster child
Molested by the malcontent
Father
Neglected by...

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Secluded Lovers Nest.
.
Alone as one in our secluded nest
Made of love to be forever together
Heart to heart and heaven blessed
Lost in the cozy moment
Giving and sharing awakening blissful kisses
And sweet tender caress
.
Eliciting a deep flow of warm emotions
And exquisite mounting sensations
Freedom to express what mere...

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Crowds, laughter, passer, loner 
Lost in a shade, abandoned in howler
The cage of intensity
Bribing all the tendencies

Talk to the wind blows
The dimension of silent shows
Glimmers are everywhere
But the existence stands to nowhere

Today is like the other day
Sleep upon a time and disclosed by the other...

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secluded high rise
picnic with a view
rare day off for both of us
enjoying each others company because of each other
no conversation
your head on my shoulder
air conditioner at a respectable level
no thermostat drama tonight
a kem cd playing
imagination standstill
the back seat is full 
our minds are completely empty
tomorrow...

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Illuminance in the sea of darkness, I saw
A secluded street light as though,
A beauty saddened in her wait for company,
On the long lone road, a symphony
Of mystery and tranquility
Forever bound in solidarity.


The hands of my watch lie still,
I see a bench longing to feel,
The touch...

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Wind
Blown In
Tears flow free
Suffocating
Fear

Bleeds
Erie 
Scream dampened
Shh darling, quiet now,
Rest

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For Nette's Contest: TURN ON THE LANTERNE
By: Tim B....

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Tiny little hole in the wall
Their real business putting on plays
But wee mini art exhibit
Open to the public
During the day

How I loved to slip away
At lunch time
Just a five-minute walk
Entering their park was so peaceful
For the workaholic in me
A most self-pampering outing
A rare delectable treat

A...

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Not sure how much more my mind can take, twisting and bending
in ways I don't think a mind should go.  
voices always screaming, yelling, argueing with my conscience
never taking time to breathe.
The headaches get worse, the voices get louder,
the skin that wraps my skull...

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i pray for simple life
i pray for the incision of my decision
i pray that wellness and betterment will prevail
for i am wholly unhealthy in a masquerade party thrown by myself
i invite all who i know to come, but nobody responds
as a result, i am left...

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Fabric woven in a loom
Transformed from cloth to clothing
And I pray that my heart will not wander
Unless it comes back to you
A force that drives undying red
Which makes the heart grow fonder
Will never let our heart turn dead
But too soon for us to ponder
What is...

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Written: October 4th 2023
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An untapped jewel in a secluded nook.
A home down with treasures to brook
It is a phony ossuary, hence the walls droop.
Gazebo-grinning goofs giggle in a group.

Once a majestic home, a sign of affluence
Now a lair of stealth and an oasis of dalliance.
As...

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In her complete solitude, 
she was tired and bruised...

Contemplating in a darkroom,
she was sitting with a vodka
in her left hand 
and on the other is a gun.
Her mind is bursting
with things one can't even fathom....

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Imprisoned in my mind, 
The words that need to be said
Write down on paper, no binding
Not to leave them there, grinding.

I'm in an occupied state of being,
I'll be free from this space soon
I'll break free out of that small place
Been locked up inside, without a...

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I could care less about 
getting a haircut or 
finding hair color to 
dye my nappy roots
So what my nails need
a fill and my feet look like
I've been walking on eggshells
and frustration
I don't give a damn about 
having to cancel weddings
parties 
open mics and 
play...

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Her family was singing and laughing, blue grass music fanatics.
They were knee-slappers, land loving, happy-to-be semantics.
She ran off in the middle of the night with a sweet talking man.
He tried to take her light, delighted in putting her down into a can.

She was in a...

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