Best Shyest Poems

The teacher stood in front of the class,
“Today, she said, “I’m giving you the same assignment I give every year!”
“Please write what you want to be when you grow up...
and remember: 
There’s no wrong answer here.”

She found most answers to be the same as every...

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Allison scrunched up her nose and oinked like a pig.
Joey stuck out his tongue and opened his eyes so big.
The other children in the classroom laughed out loud
when silly little Willie made his funny face then bowed.
Erin rubbed her little cheeks red with lots of...

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I remember being shy in school. Being the shyest kid was no fun, Being picked on all the time, being shy i guess was a crime. Being laughed at, made fun of, going home and crying, teachers always prying.

Being shy was no fun at all,...

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LAMB AMONG THE LITERARY LIONS

Housewives, secretaries, the odd pro willing to stoop,
All came, delinquents, child prodigies, derelict old men
“All welcome” – the Chair of the Writers’ Group
To those looking for support, with a love of the pen;

They were decent people bonding, scorning the pub
The roll...

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When are we gonna leave this mood
You keep dreaming under the roof of imagination that you are with this person
And for how long are we gonna  keep snaping in our head
The sounds alone keep making it real and steady active
We are now busy with...

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Merrilyn escorts John through the Western trudges, as strangest of strangles blocks the memerrical double
Her momentous reflection: sordid, drossy, and wide to portant throttles
As whips become kisses and fainting memories open with admittance
The sorest sense of what will
She sinks down with arms befuddled, hands secreting...

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Do not mistake me for a Bear.
       True, I look like one, but my features 
             Resemble those of a raccoon.
      ...

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Leave me on this island
Leave me on Elba to die
I don't mind
Actually I do
I'm just the shyest man alive
And maybe to her
I'm not even so much as a boy
"Only boys play games"

I was never in the game to begin with

I say one thing
Then contradict myself
Because...

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When the long-retired English teacher sees a wildflower growing on its own
she lingers there a while 
as the memory of a student visits and brings with it…a smile.

She remembers standing in front of her class…announcing,
“I give this same assignment every year…
please write what you want...

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Your hair is dark, 
Your stature petite
If your beauty was my opponent
I would already concede defeat

Smooth and soft, 
Silk is what describes you
To describe your skin, 
I couldn't do it in a haiku

The reason being 
Your beauty is divine
Delve into fantasy 
Wishing you were mine

Soaring...

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Sweetness in each fugitive
those sterling smiles both could give

so practiced over polished years
together, shed the shyest tears

one stood beside the other strong
sleek laughter in a girlish song

and Standby Silver has me blink
such beauty in this missing link

most graceful are the momentary
four glossy eyes were temporary

false...

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Once upon a day, Long Days ago, there were hours to believe in 
Where tomorrow was in the distance like yesterday is today, time was frivolous 
So then the dreams were vast and filled with the flutter of fantasy having
a great thirst for knowledge, trying...

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Gleeful roses turn to sullen churls,
And virgin smiles of shyest brides
Soonest morph into widowed furls;
Sad victims of your ill-bladed tides. 

Swearing lovers of staunchest troth
Must sample your bitterest swill too,
And forfeit bonds of grandest worth,
As you gaily gloat like vilest foes do. 

Most ardent toilers...

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dancing in the wind, a stillness
rushing thoughts, tis’ mental illness?
breaking through the peace in soft light
gusts pause over the ghostly night

songs awash with flowing feelings
the hand of God, posing healings
amazing love makes it alright
gusts pause over the ghostly night

trembling gusts of wonder and hope
rustling over...

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The sun stirs my morning softly,
fragile like the shyest smile,
hesitating...

And, You, with YOUR pure light,
whisper hope that silences shadows,
leaving my fear of the darkest night,
reminding me why I know this blessing,
so alive, a blessing...

Your presence fills me with peace,
with serenity so beautiful and sweet,
Your light...

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