Best Twinge Poems

I saw how martyrs longed for love, and so began the play of my flitting heart
A strange girl had I become, with airs of fickle...

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“Good Morning! I know you are busy. Will you stop for a while for an interview?”

Sir, what do you want to know? If only you...

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i sip those coffee irises
which beckon my core
sans a resounding wave
or bawdy utterance

the strong, robust urge
a breathless yearning
i stir that drink
with a flirtatious cream

i lean...

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Her dress was magnificent; it showed off her skin
And the green of her eyes. It went well with her lipstick.
He tried his best to talk...

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It was a party like most, I guess
And not a “fun” one, I must confess
But our hostess I adored
And I just couldn’t say: “I’m bored”,

So,...

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Daughter of The Heart (written from a woman's perspective)

When you wondered if we could be friends
I wanted the idea to make me glad
Yet inside I...

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One more question… say
Could Mona resemble mount?
Appearing as a huge fount!

Could Lisa… if so 
Resemble Li? A black horse!
The prettiest mount of all?

In Lishan’s bliss...

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She sat on the pavement as the world walked by 
She's just another  vagrant not a mum  a daughter or wife
Claiming state benefits...

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I was on a plantain branch
Cra cra… Cra cra.. Craa..
She put her bangles on a rock
Glimpse of gold, shined my eyes
I took it and flew...

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Behind those hidden marked wrists
Are lies, skepticism and fears
Behind those calloused, clenched fists
Is a cauldron of uncontrollable tears.

Behind those evident scars
Is a constant cycle of...

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In the reflection of a golden sunset
Nocturnal blessing of horizon’s vicinity

Far from lamenting a plummeting nightfall
I seem to capture a slight twinge of infinity

In the...

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Through the night skies,
they could hear the echos and cries,
the vampire hunter exchanged greetings with his Lord,
who was polite but stiff in his replies,
he didn’t...

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 It was past midnight
The moon, a sphere of luminosity! 
But she saw the frozen grimace of death
And the nocturnal bats in gyrating motion

Meteors of...

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Eerily absent at first
    neither dormant nor lurking
  Even at maturation and beyond
    neither networking nor smirking

 ...

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We start life well grounded
like all great kelp families
attached to shell or bedrock, growing,
reaching for sunlight above the sea

all summer season long
I am battered about
colliding,...

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