Best Viloria Poems

If I was an animal
What would I be?

My defining traits
are sarcasm
musicality
bright colors

The only animal
that comes to mind
is a bird

a parrot
for it's talkativeness

a canary
for it's beautiful...

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I take a deep breath
and push open the door
to the PoetrySoup convention
I look around
at the tables of four

And sigh
because I'm not sure
I have three other...

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Crawl out of bed
in the early morning
squint towards the window

Brilliant colors
shower down
orange
pink
red

Piercing to dark sky
changing it
to the dawn
of a new day.

As mom is driving home
later...

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I mutter a curse
under my breath
and I spread my
sticky paper-mache fingers

And I irritatedly look 
over at Austin
sitting next to me
who purposely poured glue
on my hands

and...

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I remember years ago
My mother told me to clear out my room
in order to sell things away for a yard sale
I gave her old toys,...

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You are always there for me.
Whether I’m sad, lonely,
Or just need someone to listen,
I know you won’t abandon me.
You’re not like the rest of them.
You’re...

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Symbol of
everlasting love,
a rose
blooming

the bud opens
the red petals unfold
flourishing in the sunlight
dewdrops sparkling
on the grass

Plucked from the garden
doomed 
to live
the life
of love
and death


The disappearing dewdrops
vanished
in...

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I heard an angel
speak last night
and he said "write"

So I got up
out of bed
and began

to spin a tale
of those carved in stone
the beauty of it...

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Fragments and crumbs of life,
all the little pieces
crushed in the bottom
of my memories

Why is it
that whenever I try
to remember

all of the important
little bits and pieces
flutter...

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Wishes.
Sometimes people wish
for things to benefit
themselves
which is all well and good,
I suppose

But what if you
wanted to wish
for something else
maybe for a friend
or for a friend...

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I stand before the oracle
as the oracle sits before me
giving me a tiny clue unto my destiny
but her answer to my questions
is ambiguous and obscure
yet...

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A woodland path
in the dappled sun,
hushed and quiet

I peer up
at the canopy
of swaying branches

childlike giggles
echoing through
the quiet forest

I run back to my mom
with a smile
and...

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Why do
I love myself?

Because I am
full of personality
overflowing to the brim

I love to write
and I love myself
for writing

Stories
Poems
Anything

Full of ideas
and I love
to draw, too

I doodle
all...

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I am often bored by people
they are always in a hurry to be somewhere
rush, rush, rush
Shouldn't they stop for a bit?

People often talk too much
for...

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I have dipped my pen in the sublime,
it is my gift to you...
And as I write this tale
I hope your dreams come true

But the children...

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