Best Silva Poems

Four of eight decades rest in the past
So fortunate but how long can this last
I’ve romanced, loved and married
Living a life ever so harried

Raising a...

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Where modern Gladiators go to collide
Like solders in prison these warriors ride

Mono el mono this is how they believe
No smoking mirrors or tricks up their...

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It's funny isn't it?
We all work so hard to be different,
Which makes us all the same.
We all play the same game.
"I want to be the...

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The year that is about to make its last appearance 
before it dies and is buried to be only given a place 
in the history...

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I’m searching deep down trying to find and see
I always see the life that's right in front of me
They say your eyes are the windows...

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Deep in a silva of the Emerald Isle there hides a peculiar coppice,
Shaped in a spiral labyrinth which is seen only on the summer solstice....

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The Muse

She sat on my bed, red mouth scattering.
Drinking my smoke and comfort.
I was dancing diet pill, with ear buds.
Pestering on my shoulder,
was her dead...

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Since early childhood storybooks of armored knights
riding beautiful horses held my fascination,
had I lived in that era of adventurous delights 
I would have joined them...

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I have had too many spirits that have pushed me beyond & beyond seeking a brighter sunrise,
But here predominantly articulates my 26th mirror with my...

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An Ode to a People Who Are Suffering.

First came the war
Iranians had to fight
Eight years of suffering
Warlords hardly are right.

The war was over
Many souls were...

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I ask myself
who is this socialist Lula da Silva from Brazil?
How did he come to win the recent election of his country
despite his being recently...

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From: Governor Silva, Lucias Flavius

To: Commander, Legio X "Fretensis"

The Judean slaves finally finished the assault ramp.
Order the centurions to roust the legionnaires from each camp.
Give...

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Isolated, in the corner you sit alone.

While others speak to a friend of their own.
You look longingly into the distance,
wishing someone would notice your existence.

Isolated,...

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To criticize a person with a crude controversy,
Is like stripping off one's clothes, in public, without mercy;
This has been, yet, a habit common in the...

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many people wished to know why president Macron 
was denied to participate to Brics summit
 in South Africa. 
Could he spy on them? 
Was he...

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