Best Sine Poems

Red Cloud....

These reminiscing waters have grown somewhat stagnant now; mirthless repose

It seems as the shimmering simile river begins its, millennials requiem

Canines still echoing somewhere beyond...

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Today, I reversed my clock
turned it backwards
like counter clockwise
changed the numbers on the face


To wind back the days
to undo the ways
To come back upon a...

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Trigo
Trigonometry.
Angle repeated to infinity.
Triangulate an epic sine.
I've far too often crossed a line.
A line that lies on the hypotenuse.
And whisks its way into my muse.
That...

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I dreamt of the day that I could see colors.
To grasp the sublimity of color schemes, 
To teleport into the colors of dreams
Oh, how colorful...

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Bang those pots and pans, Rattle those noise makers as loud as you can,
For its New Year’s Eve my friends a chance to start fresh...

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Words would remain caged as her eyes gazed at mine
She resided in my Maths and Science book back in Grade nine
She visited me in my...

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Aisle never no watt kame over mi
too sine up four that coarse.
Eye shirley mussed halve lost my scents
oar bin throne off my hoarse.

They said they'd...

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By what labyrinthine repetitions,
by what agile, precise divisions,
by what accretions, do we compile
a life's arcane hieroglyphs,
its subtle, unmathematic mysteries?
What cold calculus shall we yet invent
to...

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Friendship

F orget-me-nots start blooming in the vales
R oses, yellow,  grow  to withstand small gales
I dyllic is the  feel that it births in...

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Nikal k dil ko sine se, rakh du Teri kadmo me,
Dar h k tu ise kahi kuchal na de,
Khwahise mohabbat to tere dil me b...

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I was pondering the adage
"a rolling stone gathers no moss."
If that is true would rolling moss
be 'street legal?' Or possession of a
controlled substance?
It is just...

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World Bleeders (#777 words)


If you claim to be sane
in this crazy whirled we live
I pity the world in your domain
in that you forget to forgive
I...

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"Species Nova" 

A letter from Horace
today, I read, 
he sends his ample
split dichotomy 

he’s a writer with 
novel ambitions 
to shake the world 
of reality...

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Camp rape before we were deported.
Camouflage, the only identity of whom had her pregnant.
I bet my exile, not even bribes were executed.
A sin not a...

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O' Baobab! O' Baobab! O' Baobab
Ace of the furnace, finest of the dynasty 
You strut your breast high
And ply strain against the yearn, 
Against the...

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