Best Storyline Poems

no storyline can thrive to throw off loves balance,
to purposely paint a picture to detour its countenance,
the stroke of the pen changing in every moments release,
unconditional love neverending in beauty with each piece,
to place the heart back in its proper alignment,
in the changing of each...

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They hung him high in the sky.
Someone cried about his life.
He was not wrong because he was born.

Peter’s Bread.
Mama’s dead.
Papa’s sad.
Me as well.

Someone cut the noose
Shouting this was foolish.
He was warned.

Peter’s Bread.
Mama is buried.
Papa lives.
Once he ran.
Now he is a free man.

They hung him high...

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See sensuous stay
Touch tender tell
Opt old obey
Roar rich re-tell
Yield youthful yell
Live lovely lay
Indulge intent
Now numb nice nay
Ebb end extent


Simple screams sights
Teaching tale tight
Oblige odd orbs
Risky reach robs
Yes you yield yore
Love living lore
Intuit ideas
Note nice nudes near
Etch end explore


Search special shores
Tale told touching
Offer opts ore
Rise repeats...

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The first move is on ' its reported a 15 year old boy
Has died from the bubonic plauge (Black death)
In Mongolia, apparently two people had it in 2021
At A place named Khovd.) They also died
Reportedly contracted from eating marmot
Meat is the line..Seems like the bat...

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Small Saudi the boy
Five years or so
And jovial the toy
Intriguing the foe

Six year he wrote
Every time a pen
A drop of flight
To land a new story

Every melody that come
Carrying the tunes of hope
The dance fuming soup
For all that knew

Saudi now stouthearted
With a promised utopia
Every ink drop...

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no storyline can thrive to throw off loves balance,
to purposely paint a picture to detour its countenance,
the stroke of the pen changing in every moments release,
unconditional love neverending in beauty with each piece,
to place the heart back in its proper alignment,
in the changing of each...

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Weevil storyline

        Dr Ranjit Dutta

Gave no one
Visions to look into future
Or through
The womb of limitless emotions
Saved lights from
Thousands of light years
But still, I can't
Enlighten my darkened
Emotional tunnels of  sences,
Couldn't fathom either
Life and the world
Times of erudition,
Every soul...

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I love what I obtain
and what do I miss...
And what I have of mine,
i appreciate it..
All that's too much
I despise but
nothing, I put a price...
My life is tied
what I carry in my soul
and in the chest...
nothing  upside down
attests what I feel
and what I deserve...!...

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no storyline can thrive to throw off loves balance,
to purposely paint a picture to detour its countenance,
the stroke of the pen changing in every moments release,
unconditional love neverending in beauty with each piece,
to place the heart back in its proper alignment,
in the changing of each...

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when lines join or coincide
to make a shape curved or straight
line becomes a side so intricate
three together 1 2 3
transmute abstractly...

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Threads weave tapestry from words

Supplicate webs of magic carpets

Embalm clandestine fantasy worlds

Meander from sourcing the delta

Revisit memories’ dream catchers

Transfigure images into quietude


25th April 2020...

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Seek a new range as ideas come;
Take a sure stride forward and on;
Opt for the strange longing that sums;
Ready your rides to go beyond;
Yes wordplay strings a thousand things;
Listen to hints that the wind blows;
Impact's a fling you must now bring;
Next to fine mint, love...

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a storyline:
...a bad chapter 
   here and there
a miraculous escape
a capture   unexpected
a wound that   festers
a love   walks away
an accident   maims
a soul   starves
   so such we be...
‘a-flyin’ an' ‘a-cryin’ 

an' all the...

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a bad chapter 
   here and there
a miraculous escape
a capture unexpected
a wound that festers
a love  walks away
an accident maims
   all and the all
be ‘a-flyin’ and ‘a-cryin’ 
   a lot...

and  all the while
the dead  dance and dance,
...

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