Best Weakens Poems

I relinquish my pen before the storm
of her tears falling upon my bare arm
her gentle whispering breathed in my ear
Muse of mine, adieu to your wit and charm

With piqued reasons I have come to deduce
It's time to say fond farewell to my muse
She should seek...

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I called to the winds of autumn
As they wrapped up the dying year;
"Oh stay for a moment and tell me
Of answers I need to hear".

Who is the rival of prudence
Who is the merchant of crime
Who closes the eyes of beauty
And steals the hours of time?
Who...

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A soul unites with a vessel. With no preconceived notion of what lies ahead.
A soul, upon arrival is molded by senses, by experiences, by emotions.
A soul is innately adept at navigating the treacherous and tumultuous upheaval 
created by conscious thought.

For if not.........
A soul becomes lost

A...

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There for you


Always my love it shall rest on your shoulders
Even when clouds fill the sky
Holding you tightly for now and forever
Drying each tear you may cry

Keeping you safe as a light in the darkness
Holding your hand as you go
Wearing a smile, helping you to...

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17.	PRAYER FROM WITHIN
Touch my heart where it hurts,
Heal all my emotional wounds and cuts.
Grease my heart with ointment of joy
So potent that no circumstance can destroy.

Touch my soul where it sickens
And my heart where it weakens.
Help me fulfill my purpose in life
And be my power...

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Since I don’t blog, I need to make something clear here for contest sponsors. There are several reasons why I pick and choose the contests that I enter. I need to specify for my own sanity. If I DO NOT enter your contest, it could...

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Insomnia? I think not 
I'm probably tired. I am tired!
But it does not register to my mind and heart...
These feelings has even caused my sleep to vanish 
What i feel. 
Is You

Your love weakens me
It's your love that is being transmitted to my heart..
It is...

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Castle In The Sand


Waves besiege the shore
As crashing long lost lovers--
Lonely lions roar--
Salty cling of sultry air
Glistens as sunlight weakens...

Latte-coloured sand
Reveals waving fiddler crab
The male--his Huge hand--
Tempting females to his lair,
His deep castle in the sand.

~by deborah burch©
5/14/2012

*Note: the fiddler crab
they mate every two weeks...the...

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Closer and closer to the vortex
I spin wildly, madly 
So out of control
Body and soul
Clutching at anything and everything
Knowing I’m being suctioned

My breathing quickens
My pulse thickens
My body weakens

The vortex draws me nearer
to its core
Turbulent
Strong
OH... SO...STRONG
It pulls me down
It sucks me in

Going down
Down
Down
I’m being devoured
Swallowed up...

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I've watched her vanish and dietirate into withering roses.

The pain that takes over her body is spreading fast and furious,

and only weakens her!

How can she bring so much light into a room of darkend souls, with her smile,

When she has only those two weeks to...

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Here is part two, thanks for finishing it

Still in his hand his sword a shining
Struck quickly through the tendrils twining
To free his foot with speed a blinding

He fell upon the ground and leapt
beyond the branches' claw
Grabbed from his waist the pouch that kept
his magic ring...

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...inspired by 'The Meaning Of Life' by Allen Tate


Breezes blow, the lark sings sweet,
there's magic in the air, 
yet a sense of something rumbling.
On the surface we are carefree, 
yet beyond there's someone mumbling.
The sacraments we live by are
a solace to our souls and humbling,
yet...

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Beneath the heavens 
An endless garden 

The summer sun sneaks 
A wink of amorous warmth
Seeks an ardent love 
Walking not alone

Humming full of wonder
Critiques, and ponders
Knocking at the door 
Of yesterday perfect love. 
Crave to release the world 
Bound to the pages 
Page by page...

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Written: April 27, 2025, for contest by Anoucheka Gangabissoon

Quote: "Your task is not to seek love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it." By Rumi

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Love is a blank canvas, a phantasmagoric fantasy,
to pucker up with glossy lips, the subtle soft brush
against the opposite sex, with eye-shades drawn.

Love doesn’t know the body yet, still sizing it up.
It doesn’t know the femininity and masculinity of art.
O Leonardo…O Romeo…Ah Juliet…O Venus!

Love craves...

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