Best Unavailing Poems

BROWNED-CENTS

One of the true ways 
to remain in captivity is to keep silent to avoid your captor’s 
hostility and confusion

A penny for my 
thoughts has provided me with the ammunition 
To fight for what I believe in, though anything I say can and will be...

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My acquaintance with poetry in general and the simplistic literary brilliance of Robert Frost in particular, came at a relatively early age. My mother would ambivalently imply that I was too young to remember, however an acute preservation of innocence and memory, dictate that I'll...

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Continued from The Eye of the Sea part 1


The first mate, dour and sparse of words
Claimed few things were his pleasure
And too much beer had brought him here,
That and the rumoured treasure.

The cook was thin, just bones and skin,
And constantly in a bad mood,
Though he...

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( "There is no other in the world-  Mine was the only one..."  - Emily Dickinson )




Uncounting by bird-song in a morning wash
in a mango copse by the low hung melting fern

and I, a clown watcher
espy the tromping doers

the morning dove's coo
and the...

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With macabre-like fear, I fret as Death glides near,
     all too near! And in my ears, buried deep,
ticks a ghostly tick-tock—it's all I hear
     (so deep, deep in my ears I cannot sleep)!

I'm manic; and with every...

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Dark into its den submissively shrinking
Twinkle came in triumphantly invading
Long waited glister the world tendering 
There comes at last the blissful morning

The big tree just in front so far sleeping
With melodious sounds now pullulating
Joining the chorals in the new day praising
‘Robbie’ and ‘Tweetie’,up there, happily...

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Wandering in the woods,I had an epiphany.
My life right now is an opera without a symphony.
The plans I made turned futile,
now my body is  exhausted and my spirit has turned immotile.
Dreams sometimes can become your greatest source of misery,
Broken dreams create scars and invisible...

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FORLORN 

Gone but here, 
Atop my brooding heart
Far yet near
My thoughts brings her forth 

I miss my dear
And the halcyon days we had
Doughty visage shroud my tears
But lugubrious of countenance 

She severed ties tween us
And loses upon me an unalloyed loneliness 
I became unquiet and...

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Dust
                                     Frank Halliwell

A friend wrote a lament to dust.
She...

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Its several years now since that great spoil 
By the never-desired, heartless caller. 
Though you lie deep beneath the loamy soil
My love line does reach out to you under. 

I grieved but was not bathed in tears for you 
For to me it is unavailing...

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Great thoughts once kissed my lobes
Before blank despair her flags raised;
And brimless hope reigned as globes
Of full-shining stars in glowing cased. 

Now see what dismal desolate shells 
Melancholy sulk where dreams stood;
Wherein arid future's unavailing wells
Barren gape amongst vipers’ broods.

Kind heaven upon my oblations smiled
Many...

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One white flower in a wan worn field,
The frailest of butterflies failing,
The brown-leafed grief of an old year's yield,
The last ray of sun unavailing;

I lay me down in the wan worn field,
I close up the wings of my eyes,
To the sorrow of loneliness I give...

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The little girl said "mama come and sit in here with me. " Then mama said "what do you want?"
she said "I am lonely."  "but I am right here in the next room and I am on the phone."  "mama I know 
that...

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roses and roses around
unveiling scarlet drops
echoing voices where
raindrops fall
a rally of imperfection
painted into ..

tapped touches 
sudden whirling whispers
secretively drew blood
prickly feistiness thriving in
haze spun surroundings..

twinkling doves suffocating in 
an angelical sisyphus halo
tender moonlight bringing
an eunoia swiftest remnant 
nemesis against armies
of withering shadows.. 

ebullient blooming daises...

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Does your heart ever ache?
When,

you realise unavailing efforts make you drain.
you see how helpless you are in pain.

you think there is no escape but death .
you realise death is not an escape.
you know you have to live with it.

from all the crying you struggle for...

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