Best Striven Poems

It has stood for decades along the county gravel road.
Skittering mice and barn owls now call it their abode.

What was once a stately building is now a shambles,
Surrounded by barren fields and prickly brambles.

Where once its weather-boarding was a bright cherry-red,
Due to the ravages of...

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Zero.
By which nothing is divided.
No zero
no negative
no opposite
no hope
no Adam, no apple, no marriage, no morning.
No mirror
no knowledge
no God, no soul, no ear lobe, no Iliad, no Odyssey.
No universe
no black hole
no zodiac
no hero
no mission, no omission, no fission, no fusion.
No beanstalk
no tractor
no yellow
no 7:30, no...

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The greatest holiday gift I ever received  
Goes back so many, many years
Before my life became turmoiled
And before my tears for fears

I was a child like many out there
Torn, strewn and split of kin
Mother and father in differences
Confused at seven, wearing their same skin

For...

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Beauty, yes I have striven to be you, before hibiscus fades
Before the stars sprinkle night that covers ocean sunset
After the icicles thawed and swans inhabit the blue lagoon

We cannot know the perfect thing in our finite dust
The lesser never comprehend the object of lust
Beyond us...

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(4.)
As Midnight Hours Call In More Darkened Hosts

Slow flows a river of doubt and regret
foaming its swirling eddies and sad pits
cavernous echoes one can not forget
nor withstand jagged cuts and hardest hits!

As sun retreats and night brings on its aches
memories come to poison hearts and...

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Within Hall Of Heroes His Soul Must Surely Be

Within Hall of Heroes his soul must surely be
for courage and steadfastness surged in his veins
this he truly lived for one and all to see
he fought bravely for truth and right, not worldly gains!

As teenage youth, I...

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The times have fallen hard now, to scenes played on 'unmade' roads
Without my volition, and despite intentions, goals;
Indifference took precedence; a lust of life was part,
The key to understanding then, as now,Was placed a piece apart;
Carousing life held quietude.?
Whilst roles to play stood by, as...

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That I could ever cease to love you dearly;
How possible is this?

     As possible as wearing water
     Possible as eating air
     As stacking Space
     As folding Time
  ...

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“Words We Cannot Escape”

Words we can no longer speak

we tap dance over keys 
bruised blackly numb
Winter palette in hand 
Autumn now gone 

across white-washed notes fixated on stark enclosed walls 
the scent of old Lavender swimming in its vanilla escapes us
each word appears miraculously in...

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Your arrival predate mine by two generations
Five weeks now since
Your permanent departure
Internal thoughts conflicted
Forever reminiscin’
Your heavily influenced overture

13, a younglin’
Curtain rise’s inception
On my personal narrative
Shaped by your first instruction
Of the working traveler’s adventure
And the stupidity of the expletive

Return to the current
The destruction you’ve forgotten
Placed on...

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WE SEE THE PICTURE OF "THE CORONAVIRUS" IT REALLY IS A SIGHT TO SEE! THE SIGHT OF THE CORONA-VIRUS IS TERRIBLE AN IT IS A LIFE FORM,AND WE KNOW AND REALIZE WHO IS THE CREATOR OF ALL LIFE!!! IN "THE HOLY BIBLE": THE LORD WHO'S...

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Tell me then what are we here for?
Like the tiny ants who has chores?
Human are definitely assigned
If their spirit is properly aligned
Each person has a talent given
For a goal each should be striven
With what talents have you been blessed
Have you pursued them with much zest
Go...

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appropriate advice from the THIRUK-KURAL to those* who would be King: VALIARITHAL - Understanding the Wielding of Power, K473 and K474
[*like presidents, prime and chief ministers, dictators or even modern-day "emperors" under the guise of revolutionary leaders of oppressed peoples]

Note: In this the 48th Canto,...

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the room smelt of the pinks overflowing in the black glass vase
embodied with the human sweat that such sex embroiled
striven all over the room were the delicate but torn white undergarments
she had been lured to the room, and ravaged by this stranger.

already crimson bite marks,marked...

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With the setting of the sun
Another day has been won
Deep purple and red skies blend together
Mark the memories of another day forever.

Once a long, long time ago
My days seemed so dark and forlorn
But then I realized that with the passage of each
I had but to...

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