Best Susurrating Poems

Once the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber,
Whence the winter woke me when the third was three in number.

I sense that a wince doth lurk and wear which wicked gaze,
Of conniving shadows cast between my bedroom windowpanes.

I try to sit up from the fluff...

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Wanton Willows weave athwart the weir
Wishing all the while wilful to wind
Their winsome wands that whelm and win
The restive writhing watery way 

Meandering in moonlit mazy motion
Then moving on in misty morning mood
The river runs by reed and grassy mead
Where wily waders’ stalk in stealth...

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If rain poured 
in susurrating sounds 
   of unshed tears,
will ungrateful dialects
change their insincere
expressions of speech,
or will this unheard
voice forever be
lost as echoes within
glass walls, 
where lilac-feathered
   letters of farewell
written in red diamonds,
illustrate illusive 
narratives of an onyx heart
haunted by 
...

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A wince doth lurk wearing which wicked gaze,
Of conniving cast shadows ‘tween my windowpanes.

Gazing through the window’s diaphanous gelid glass, 
I see a flushing fluorescent misty haze of frothy brass.

It floats aloft the frost of the frigid Winter floor, 
Stirring cirrus shadow limbs of a...

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I'm walking in the mountain range of Urayoán
Under the massive umbrella-shaped Ceiba tree;
The sanctum where the Taíno chief bravely walked.

The tree looks bright with a virescent hue of life; 
Full of strength, an imposing specimen to behold,
It witnessed the struggles and strength of Urayoán.

Its colossal...

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Walking, shrouded by the echt loneliness of reality,
I lost my gaze in the uniformity of chaos.
Souls in slumber, malinger around with an ever dying goal in sciamachy,
Rebellious against the fallacy within our Ethos.

As I stepped across these vast edacity of desires,
I alleviate myself from the...

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A FADING PROFESSOR ON A
FEBRUARY FRIDAY

On a cold, gray day
that made cold and gray
synonymous with abyss, 
she came to his office with
two new drawings that advanced
her thesis about ecological design
in a coastal Canadian city
She had done something to her hair,
something else to her nails, nothing
at...

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"Parents forget relationship problems affect children involved, as they see and hear it through their own eyes." Quote by Poet 

Nesting in the kitchen table,
Moving my nervous feet around.
I am picking at my food, on the plate
Unstable, unable to eat.

While concealing the audible
waft through waving...

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i'm trying mine awful best
                girl

if you'd just stop staring at
                me
   ...

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          who'duh thunk'it

      such sweet semblance

                 shes
        ...

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