Best Terrene Poems

Sweet Butterfly, with wings now dry 'tis time to break away
and light upon the leaves of dawn while weeping willows sway,
not reminisce 'bout chrysalis discarded yesterday,
but treasure life, with colors rife in nature's cabaret.

Sweet Butterfly, you sometimes sigh "terrene so strange and new”,
but take a...

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Realm of humankind wheedled in reset,
Homeland beray, lull to beset, 

Scrawling the parchment to a keyset,
Xenophobia in callousness, 
Dearth to darn the clout concord. 

Orness synergy alliance the terrene.
Berth errand the rassle office,
Commissions detach the hassle orifice... 

Pensile the ensile spirits,
Circumscissile recoiled resiliency, 
Nuanced tensile...

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Lay whole your worries,
                                   lay whole your sight,
   ...

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Tantalizing paws upon her finessed bust
Potent mindful deception over her anatomy
Forced wrench of her vibrant razzmatazz cowlick
A metamorphic transformation within
Dissonant mar amongst her collar
Whomping breeze out of her bronchi
Writhing towards that holy grail
Orgasmic passion trickles down her spine
Contortionist psyche without a footprint of regret
A Woman...

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i just want to sit around,
drinking, sniffing things, scratching
myself, getting high.
just watching my pen
fill up a page.

do whatever it takes
to become a 'writer.'
a 'poet.'

something i admire, but
never really aspire to.

i just don't think i'd fit in.

they write poems about insignificant
relations and parallels to the
most trite...

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Universe full with moon and stars,
The sun shines to all planets,
decorate earth  with many colors,
humans are developed being of nature,
think,Talk,walk, work different to others,
ability to fulfill  imagination with powers,
adapt to environment in their favors,

ice- rain irrigate to soil flake,
aqua flow in the earth...

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Never seen a day light for quondam
impediment in abdicate quitdaim
auctioning what thinks best incessantly
believing it’s a good stomping realm
eatoboree and drinkoboree in deterioration with chum

struggling in all his days with felicity
is there another life better than? This in quandary
on that stunch day exert
in getting what...

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I need to be free.
Get out this place.
Go somewhere,
That I know I'm safe.

Go to a terrene,
That I haven't been to in a while.
Forget about the agony.
And produce a lifelong smile.

Maybe I need the peace.
Maybe I need the love.
Maybe I need to gain my wings,
And fly...

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Wandering in a lost land
As rogue as I was
Questioning my own presence
For my unrelenting cause
Time let slide my hand
Unfortunate smirk alas
Pushing unmoved terrene 
Further to meaningless pause
My resting sorrows demand
A painting of loathing mass
Undressing my burdened sense
Of a course my life pass.
Poisoning my surrounding sand
Taunting...

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A barred spiral galaxy in the Giraffe
has one of the arms curled in front of its core
where dust laden lanes in the grouping outpour
as Hubble has shown it for earthlings’ behalf.

Some sort of encounter perhaps came along
for bent NGC Two One Four Six once took,
which...

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Do not despise the tears contrite heart                   		                   ...

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Upon this cold, unyielding marble, we gambol amidst shadows, a grotesque distortion of nature's fair marrow. My art, a solitary beacon against ensorcelled plight, illuminates the malice that drenches me tight. You, a deluge of solace when conflagrations take flight, your torment righteous and due....

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You got me
I was weak it's true
A terrene bond
By tacky glue

Too worldly;
Thoughts and self-desires
Is just not how my
Soul aspires

Hindsight hurts
I disappoint
Myself 
Alignment out of joint

Yet, here I stand
The day is fresh..
No longer caught
In soulful mesh

Of thoughts so dark
Though light is small
I awake to hunger
For right...

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What's up
My Father calling forth 
Creation blackness void 
Not colorful He rolls out the planets stars 
And universes all this He does 
With a thunderous quiet lightning voices 
And I stand alone in the womb 
Of the throne deep within my mother earth 
Surrounded by...

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