Best Sestets Poems

Let me die from its rage
   I am no Lab rat which finds jolly from the syringe
   I am also human,...

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You want to hear me say I’ll love you forever.
And yes, I well could say those very words to you: 
For after all, they simply...

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three rhymed sestets written as a cento (see below) 	

PC       I muse, while the heaving waves of life are...

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sestets

Florida winters are not so keen.
Walking the beaches, I keep seein’
"my kids" or at least their dead ringers.
Can’t say I miss wet, sticky fingers,
cold shoulders,...

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sestets with tail rhyme

Prayers to ponder – the seventeenth of John.
Prayers for Himself – “God, glorify your Son.”
Prayers take time
Prayers for his disciples – “God,...

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  sestets 

If we should meet;  I pray we do,
it’s first things first I’d wish for you.
If you want friends your want's begun...

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Two scores and more years back, as I recall, 
I find my left elbow pounding with pain 
Mere bending it when turned a task no...

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What's purpose of life - thought provoking question.
Guidance stated by many is confusing.
Advice received doesn't give any direction.
Some say to find happiness or love people
or...

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Why to be so much attached to image?
It's what you believe, they should think of you;
Trying to mold to match up their liking;
Changing self as...

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Proffered no reprieve, led was I like cow 
By clinic’s nurse to slaughterhouse, I thought, 
The wise me cursing the rebel me now, 
All mute,...

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Know very well why you are shedding tears;
but what you gain except remembering
that dreaded sorrowful event of past.
Makes you physically weak as I've fears
it'll affect...

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What else but weight endless for devil’s due? 
And I’d need a few more tests to be sure, 
Grimace or grin, but I ought to...

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Debate also should rage if doctors know 
The mystery that human body is: 
It takes two hundred muscles, all on go 
To take but one...

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In prison, and bereft of all defence,
But my Healer, graver than ever ere, 
Swirls his chair round, yon of window to stare 
As if to...

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Thou art to soul as sleep is to my strife, 
The cheeks when look no more rosy and full, 
Lips red, nor knees so sturdy...

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