Best Vocally Poems

When words fail to express 
or vocally tell you 
how a person feels held
deeply inside the knotts 

Those softly mesmerising eyes 
dawning in the afterlife
sweetly startling your music 
begins to play upon lips 

Angel silently calling 
enchanting whispers echo
as the heartbeats thump life 
hypnotic breathless...

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To write the finest poem that your heart and mind permit
You must let go of yourself and earthly bonds, dream vocally
Speak aloud in your mind of feelings, both good and bad
Let the words overcome you, present themselves to you
Take them, rearrange them and stir in...

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Put on a happy face
when I release taut fingers 
from your pallid cheeks.
Promises and empty lies 
are sported clichés
that spoil a silenced vocabulary.
A quieted understanding we've
vocally committed to;
barks a matted-jackal’s constitution -
perceiving morose consequences
of blind subservience.
Put on a happy face
and fetch me dinner.

Ever flickering nuances,
once...

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~ Oh, maiden of light cracks the wispy air open ,
wandering around viscous spaces
like virgin shadow caressing the edge
of sleep… and the days stretch longer,
taller than guava trees dreamingly shedding
laces of northeast streams when
songbirds, orbits, and a pageant of flowers listen
to a single humming breeze…...

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A perfect world
From A-Z…

Actually addicted attitude apologetic they assume while I'm angst in my room
Bold not blameless but blame shooting out like bullets
Critics just quit it, calculated moves, claim to have your back until you move, characteristics question your character, clear as a mirror but...

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I have developed a temporary dislike of the things that I’ve convinced myself have been keeping you away from me. Mere substitutes that admitted to the murder of your mind.

This phone, and this 11 o’clock moon have slayed my reason’s for not just blaming your...

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4/18/2018
Wide melancholic Owl Eyed glass goddess

Almost hypnotic, guilt trips semi-honest.

Her pain is contagious, vocally pulling heart strings

All guilty pleas are aimless, only her tragic tone sings.

Transparency: easily broken reflection of an identical image

-20 degrees: only the Sol Paisano warms her up in minutes.

Slow dancing with...

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He/I/they/all/we/none knowing sit/sats he/she thoughts he/she witnessed he/she held a behold as to what the hell a corporeal ring of things once unbeknowinest to him/her was about,: thought provoking, yet undeterminate in any reason with confusion and actions to be taken latitude aforementioned. Realm provocative,...

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If I was Leonard Nimoy I would rush about the place, 
I would hold my long pointy fingers in front of me as I sprang from door to door,
My pointy boots deftly propelling me from shadow to shadow my pointy ears sleek in the dark,
I...

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There was once a widow who had nothing but her beloved twin babies, Rosemary, and Ethan. The Widow loved her twins more than the Earth loved the Sun, and vowed to give them anything they desired, so as to make up for them growing up...

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ive been quiet to long i need to be vocal
need a magic telescope i can see hope thru
while i remain drug free and teetotal
a blade is sumthin i need to be close to

self harmin since bein a teenager
ill never let my dreams fade
people stare at...

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The woodland's sights and scents add a piquancy to the affair

By the moonlight's inky, starry gaze, so fleeting to retain

To dawn's fragile light shadows benignly filtering through

The damp, earthy undergrowth a mossy bed convenient

An ample, rough bark, redwood tree and gnarled, dry spreading roots.

A humble...

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When in April 2013
Her soul fled... ignited
Like a car engine...
Still, he steered hard on her timid face

Oh passion mixed with tension
Even at a Praying Ground?
On her, he kissed with words
Making her dance and say 'cheese'

Into her soul like showers of waters
Penetrating her resilient heart
With words,...

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Once again, the trees speak
 in a soft and gentle whisper
 while subtly dancing in the wind.
Then as witness to my indifference
 it gusts a little louder, brushing branches
 releasing leaves upon my head.
The cluster of the trunk reveals
  black caped figures piercing through
...

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Sequentially rendered, one by one said, 
How do I feel about my life’s thread?
In bed we talk about realities, fashion, 
And realise each of us has a passion. 

A love for the other, their ordinary times, 
Without any hesitation we search for crimes.
But not nosily,...

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