Best Warden Poems

I saw him on the highway
Thought he was insane
Standing with his thumb out 
In the pouring rain
I don't usually stop for hitchhikers
But something said I...

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Unlock me set me free
Allow me to be myself
I’m tired of being here
In this prison of hate
You’re so confusing
Unlock me set me free
One minute you...

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In the sunken garden of love,
Pure water is conserved.
For-get-me-nots grow from above.
Fragrant roses are served.

Love will make our scent sing,
Birds fly and thrill with zing,
I...

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You abused me physically and mentally,
I believed I was everything you said.
I thought you had my back totally,
But my belief in you was hanging by...

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I accidentally let one loose -
I was tipsy and had no excuse
It happened at the rare breed’s zoo
When I decided to cuddle a cute kangaroo

As...

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And I witness
Your deplorable “glory”
Hunching over my tattered spine,
So we can have something in common

You walk with glorified shell-shock,
Another sentient tongue, 
Straddling on the Eros...

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This is for you, Mystic Rose,
The closest cyber encounter family tree, my spree
Harry Horsman, Sara K, summer's gone, let's haiku and play.
Achoo contest, butterflies, Parise...

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As I was sitting in the park, one dark cloudy day, I was troubled in such a worrisome way.
My complicated life had me down, upon...

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Mute
but immutable.
Unmoving, unmoveable;
timeless, yet tireless.
Solitary stalwart sentinel
surveils undulating horizon.

Aberrant, achromatic clouds
pock-mark the skies, as distant
rumblings herald his adversary's
latest gambit in their age-old conflict.

The wrath of...

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You abused me physically and mentally,
I thought you had my back totally. 

I was locked in a mental jail cell,
our union together was a living...

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#7
Detroit, five a.m.—
Soon, my city will rise and
disturb the ravens.

#19
Windmills in autumn/
apple orchards/ falling fruits
of nativity.

#0807
Flowers on your grave
wilt like the words I could say
that...

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From Willows California,
Comes one man’s poetic verse.
Who was once consumed by drugs,
But overturned that curse.

And with the grace of God,
He lives a clean and sober...

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Prison




Hate is like prison that holds you against the outside world
In your cage you’re held back from experiencing something new
Your life stays in the constraints...

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What is your prison?
Is it loneliness, silence or just fear.
Do you dare venture from darkness into sunlight?
Are you content to lurk in the shadows?

You are...

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You once told that I was beautiful
 Later on,after kids and weight gain
Your perception of me began to alter
You didn't look at me with loving...

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