Best Suppressing Poems

~Perfect Rain~

I can see!
All the tribulations around
A rage against the burning wind
Nobody hears the crackling sounds in my voice
Everybody avoids feeling the smoke hidden within
A...

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When the words were intense
and the soul no longer 
conceded to comfort 
Thoughts got blind 
and the heart beats in tension 
Silence
*****
Absent are ardent 
words
an...

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Regally it stands, the staunch guardian of her lonesome heart,
Reminiscing in revelries of yore, treasured memories impart,
Defying glum turbulence of now, hanging on to seasons...

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(A Paul Callus co-write) 

The tempest came from nowhere; it took me by surprise
The wind and drawling thunder tried hard to quell my cries.
The darkness...

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He is silence, 
crowned in rosy rhymes, 
sprinkling balmy rain 
upon frail flowers. 
misunderstood, yet 
beneath his armor, 
is the selfless moon, 
bestowing starlight.
when darkness...

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Behind the mask there is a frail and fragile me
Enigmas clothed in conundrums; that the naked I can’t see

'Behind the mask is concealed, my authenticity
Examine...

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When your fledgling heart is breaking
and tears silently start to fall...
mothers hear.

When you whisper of secret loves
suppressing muffled cries of joy...
mothers hear.

When lies are rehearsed...

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Death followed her, like an unwelcome guide.
Grim Reaper stalking, forced her shadow to hide.
Angel of death took her sister, but let her survive.
How could a...

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Shall we guilty claim
a rose, as her beauties rain?
when suppressing her prickles
floods of her blood
bedew her roots
absorbed in grace.

Shall we banish beaming scents
of a rose...

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To capture the true essence 
of what lies behind my eyes,
create a palette of black pastels
portraying the shadow
that follows like death - 
a constant visitor...

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A homeless man on a park bench
wore a tattered shirt bearing a stench.
He munched leftovers from garbage cans
with deep tanned face and unwashed hands.
He slept...

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She wakens to the most ungodly ring tone-
her husband's cell phone left there by her bed.
And next, her damn alarm clock's blare is fed
by noise...

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Some modern folks, when they hear his name,
will roll their eyes and look ashamed,
thinking the cowboy is uncivilized,
with his hats, and guns, and round-up rides.
That...

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Seen wearing his wife’s silken gown
O’Keef’s soon the talk of the town
In her basque and pink bra
He looked like a p orn star
His wife gave...

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Seeking Redemption Beyond The Horizon


          While my mind ventures to unravel the origins of human enmities
...

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