Best Spilling Poems

Written: February 5th, 2024
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My heart is leaking blood,
I can view hatred flowing,
from every corner of the planet,
a volcano spewing nasty lava,
their voracious acts are suffocating, 
the flower that...

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Written by the one
You thought had an empty head
You convinced me with words you said
My voice was silent
For so many years
Not even allowed to express my tears

You let me know what I should think
Consumed me 
Attempted to mold me
Kept me in that pocket
Like your personal...

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Spilling some ink as quick as ya eye's blink,
These freestyle writings are the missing link,                              ...

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I wander down a cobbled street, 
sodden from rain, heckled by whispers
revealing secrets on this blustery night.
They bewilder me in a surge of confusion
far beyond the juncture of cursory fright.

If this is collusion to drive me insane,
I beg deliverence from their echoing disdain;
Are these callous...

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I'm going to share a story
That happens to be true
Because it's sometimes good to laugh at ourselves,
I think. Don't you? 

It happened in first year high.
It was a funny scene!
I'd like to share this memory.
Yes. I'm spilling the beans...

Our science teacher was telling us
All about...

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Spilling a stampede of ink's prisms in brilliant
 words infusing a Poet's thoughts.
Conveying creativity to provocative
 imaginations .

Implicitly complying to isolating reality
Creating new dimensions where
Clock's spilling time's perceptions living
the moment of now forever. 
Clockwise wisdom from wicked word’s
of a Crazy mind. 

Philosophically our minds process...

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My ink spills powerful images
Stalking provocative mind's
broadcasting abstract crimes
& sleek designs
Of my custom line's .

Unique of poetic swagger
staggering the crooked
pace in life's elegant
race.

Spilling prisms of colorful
brilliance element of resilience
relevance to intelligence.

Father of abstract line's future's
era in time of complex designs
in diversity of a university's
Unique physique...

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I'm a provocative artist spilling ink's 
brilliant spectrums of colorful emotions. 
Productive Poet seeking worldwide 
philosophical philosophies ambitions 
of "crazy mind's ". 

Provoking philosophical philosophy 
streamlining ergonomics of the mind 
in life's angelic orchids of ageless wisdom's. 

Whispers of my words echo throughout 
time with...

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…sometimes problems flow out from us 
like free, running water in a blocked sink. They spill out 
of control, making everyone close to feel uncomfortable
in their life walks…. There’s a state that their discomfort
is too much, that the only way to feel comfortable is to...

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I tried to ignore you, but I miserably failed the test.
So, I'm posting this to unburden it from my chest.
It's in reply to your continual endeavor to protest
against those of us who enjoy writing for contests.
Why does it matter to you?  Why are you...

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My heart is a vessel of blessings that always spills over its rim.




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June 9, 2017
The Glass is Always Full
Sponsor: Alexis Y...

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Spilling thoughts on white paper
seemed so easy but just mistaken
Painting words with craft unshaken
takes time like building a skyscraper....

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Filling you so deep,
Your soul clenches like a vice,
As I spill from you.

(c) 2015 PJ Bayliss

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Force you to finish
Stealing moments
From your memory bank
Once I’m done moaning

Branding my nightmares
I’m collecting scars
Like toothpicks
In my heart 

Salt licking wounds
Pulling my sweet tooth
Think it’s going to keep me away
But I still have the taste for you

It’s still too soon to honor you
My mind’s still...

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For a lasting lust, my heart’s been beating
On a seat, I daren’t sit for deep thinking
My entire body boiled for the same meaning
 
I shivered, sweated like I was in a stream
Closer I moved, only her eyes to seem 
Opened to hold me tight close...

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