Best Whiffing Poems

Gliding on the hills of forests you arise
Awakening the dawn of sapphire sunrise
Riding with the winds, twirling in my trees
Your invisible form no one ever sees  

Softer than a touch, you're a seductive tease
Caressing my lips, like a romantic kiss
Courting with ease, you're my...

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"The meek and the humble will be elevated to places where the haughty can never ascend even with a ladder. Stay humble in victory and calm in defeat"- by poet

 far away in ancient Jerusalem,
stood a garden, long, long ago
home to giant oaks and figs...

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A single golden light 
Danced through the frame,
And spangled out of the dark house
As snow spun downward 
Into the abyss of the night.
A man trembled inside
Shaking his head in pain.
Tears grew off his face and
Watered the floor.
He sat for sometime,
Then slid off the couch
And heavily...

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An invisible wall exists
Between two neighbouring nations
That were once one whole large land

Holocausts of bloody battles
Cold terrorism and bubbled egos
Has cast our irredeemable divide

Generations tilled unitedly
In the undivided country
Whiffing the same gentle air

The ashes of my ancestors 
Mingled with their dust 
None to separate their...

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Alluring rose,
Lost some petals,
Little withered,
But still whiffing her odor

All he said to her,
That one day she will bloom,
For thorns are all she needs,
For it’s in her stars,
To be a lover’s delight
To be a wedding’s wreath,
To be last gift of a living to dead

Alluring rose,
Lost some...

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Players of two teams were booting the Ball
Ball between legs not finding rest at all
Tolerating merciless kicks, hoping kiss with Net 
Whiffing restlessly 90 minutes, 44 legs sweat 
Flirted with both Nets, stayed loyal to Octopus Paul    


( Oct 2010 - Won...

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Eve’s eyes are cats
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"The discrepancies are many, the dalliances are few,
both pitched against one dynamic, lifelong achievement"

Poking through the woods of the Mill Grove Audubon Estate,
suddenly came upon an ivy-covered studio shed
tucked away amongst foliage near Perkiomen Creek,
apparently some artist's hidden haven, lost in time.

Passing through this rickety...

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My resume holds no job.
This drug is what I possess. And problems,
ongoing dimensions of pretension exceeding rainbows.
Clothes tossed, deceits whispered at daybreak.
The lover pieces puzzles
while one more slumbers, his wine-burdened toasts
forgettable, vanishing
even as I see castles in the air weaving
tangled webs of impossible thread,
good girl,...

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The sun pours down its golden rays,
The dark clouds sneeze out rain,
The rainbow streaks its arc so high,
The winds all whine again.
When old man winter shakes his head,
His dandruff falls as snow;
The ice is nature’s pane of glass,
The frost its whiffing blow.
The white clouds hang...

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Like a rippling lake, her azure silk dress flows,
splashing gentle waves with her delicate spin
into his awestruck arms as the music slows.

As he holds her closely, whiffing flowery skin,
she whisks him away to a sapphire sky
where ombre blues blend and collecting stars grin.

Her lake dress...

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My Adopted Burg 

Once upon a time I saw the vibrant 
Roses on your streets, festooning both sides.
Now some of those appear wilted, as if 
Mauled by a virulent strain of fungus.

Now I see frosted feet seeking cover,  
Marooned in river of woes flooding...

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It would seem impossible for a house plant to have joy
loosely rooted in a glazed bowl of nutrient depleted soil
every third day fed plastic cups of fluorinated water
enduring yellow, rainless nicotine puffs
forever stunted like a secondhand son.

A withering witness, to squabbles and suffering
violent deeds and...

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          Refreshing, Spring.
          As it kisses my flowing hair.
          I rock, in gratitude, on the welcoming  red chair.
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Just be the real you in all you do.
Celebrate the Divine all of you.
After all, there is nobody like you.
Like an amethyst stone....
We see your beauties, more than a few.

Sitting near that serene Blue Lake penning 
what's so for you.
In any form that you please.
The...

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