Best Vacates Poems

The Deepest Depths Of Epic Pain

The scars of life unveil the weight of lies,
lest it be the torment of moral sin,
wherein the guiltless suffer wounds and cries
of love’s deceit as heartless notions win.

The evil whims of wicked fancy shows
no mercy for those crossed by hands...

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The College Caravan

Last night we loaded the minivan with her
suitcases, Rubbermaid vats, and chest of plastic drawers
stuffed with clothing, toiletries, school supplies, and posters.
While our vehicle is tightly packed, her room stands hollow;
drained of stuff and spirit, except for the furniture she left behind
like the...

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~I ’m blessed by my mourn…
        released from strife’s scorn…
             I am by grace comforted…
           ...

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Isolation

Silence
My old foe.
It stalks me with its unforgiving glare.
I hide in the wooden harness,
Someone solemn.

Courage
My distant memory.
It taunts me with its sinister whisper.
I gaze beyond the point of no return,
Somewhere solemn.

Freedom
My vanishing treasure.
It vacates me with its harrowing loathing.
I fight off the urge to let...

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There he blows
on his way to the gents
Book in hand
we all know 
this is where 
he shall be occupied
for the next half hour

Imagination envisages
him making himself 
comfortable
There for a duration
Intent on sinking 
his teeth into several chapters
of the latest James Patterson

Belt slowly snakes
to the floor...

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sunday morning angel
blue wings and purple hair
fingers tattooed at the tip of her shoulder
if the sun vacates your skies it's over
children sing songs of burgundy rovers
I am your rent my lover

camel crushes
rated your sweet plushes
crowded voices
but no one hushes
the chaos is lovely
but it's the misery...

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Your sweat vacates your brow like treacle...

...You shudder as your conscience trembles...

I stand firm...like mighty oak...

Go round me if you dare...

I stand firm like mighty oak...

In sweet silence I hold my tongue...

In time all things will be done...

I stand in wait...

I stand firm like mighty...

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By the green lake snow drifts on
Sun vacates the vacuous calm so cold
Swirls of powder white, footfalls come in a trance
On children's heels, slips into tomorrow
Covered by hours numb and numbered count   
Crisp particles frost down to dusk
Leaving us to discern what matters
Shivering...

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I was reclining upon soft pillows, in my spacious window seat,
Savoring pretty views and sunshine, while I nibbled on a treat.

Alternately I read my novel, and gazed on the tranquil scene, 
As one gazes at blue sky clouds, to ponder why they're cream!

Though content in...

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A rose reaches to meet the sun shinning down
A worm vacates his home as water enters the ground
The sun goes in the moon comes out
The wind blows to shake the trees about
The rain falls to nurture the grass 
Autumn approaches summers pass
Colours from green now...

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Vile creature of the night;
vice unquenched, sees her, the
victim, innocent, warm;
veins lush with blood. He feeds
vacates, leaves behind a
vapid ashen corpse; her
vital signs fade to naught....

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A simple sight a single ladybug   
                                    ...

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Though I'm not in pride,
I feel like I have been used,
My name is always said,
For I know I have been abused.
The leaves are falling now,
My heart is pounding hard,
I need to be sheltered,
But I always seem to lay the wrong card.
The dark should be light,
My...

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Logging into the vibrant void,
just like a comet’s burning tail,
our awareness is still alloyed,
with egoic fears that make us ail.

Who attains when there’s no one here?
We are awareness, self-aware,
with body but an interface,
wherein both pain and joy does spear
but once ego vacates the chair,
we instantly...

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Who is this woman standing here?
is not a lady of conscious clear
whose time on earth was not spent praying
of dubious character mankind was saying
as death takes hold and her spirit vacates
she stands at heavens pearly gates
as they open she enters in.....
St.Peter smiles and tells her...

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