Best While Poems

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I have lived and loved and laughed a lot
I have remembered and have forgot
I have worked and found some time to play
I have tried my best most every day

I have stood but often tend to fall
I have heeded every needful call
I have felt my heart...

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It was there, just by chance, we were caught unprepared
Staring, surprised, into eyes of the past
I'd been watching the ducks as they circled the pond
It seems that the hands on a clock sweeping time
had circled around and like the ducks, without end

Today, on this bench,...

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Asleep in reverie, enrapt in lucid dreams
Myriads of stars chase silver moonbeams
You render kisses on the lids of my eyes
I am being loved by you. In sleep, I sigh.

Drifting with you all through the night
Your arms around me,  we've taken flight
In amorous slumber, your...

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While I gaze in your eyes, cool cerulean blue,
Sifting night, straining stars through morning’s sweet dew,
I can fathom the depths of empyreal skies,
Angels fluttering by, riding wild butterflies

While I gaze in your eyes, changing, aqua-blue greening,
I’m sucked into chasms, cascading, careening,
And yield to enticements which...

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It’s been a while
I know your need
I read your smile
The way you breathe
The style you brush
Across my skin
The tone your words
Begin and end
The romantic feel
Of every move
Your manly hands
Our tongue and groove
 It’s been a while
I released my guard
Clinching counter 
Viewing yard
You explored
I didn’t flinch
Lips...

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While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it...

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While waiting at the river Styx, in twisted time untaught,
from branches of the gallows tree, in recollections wrought,
your soul, a beggar’s blanket, hangs in crazy quilted knots,
with dangling pearls and diamond studs in dripping crimson clots,
midst gaping wounds and bulging eyes like fouling apricots,
for wrapped...

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Will you think of me once in a while,
When the tears from your eyelids are trailing,
When they bury me after the trial.

Will you think of me oft with that smile;
When obstructions in life you are scaling,
Will you think of me once in a while

When you...

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Your children only hold your hand
For a little while
Before they push you away

But there’ll come a day
When they’ll likely say
“Hold my hand, don’t go away”

Hold my hand a little longer
“Please stay!”
“please stay!”

…”Please stay”…
...

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Last night while you were sleeping, I could not help myself. I had a silent story for you, I just had to tell. 

I drew pictures with my fingertips, of hearts and "I love you's". Covering your soft smooth skin, with invisible tattoos. 

I saw...

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How do you define love?
I mean what is it really,

How can I feel so much love for so many 
people here that I barely know 
...because I do.

You have all been so kind and accepting of me.

Many of you know how I feel.
That I know I am not a...

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On the dance-floor they did a zigzag
But he was an ol’ scallywag:
-	“If you feel something hard
-	Pay no regard …
It’s just my colostomy-bag”...

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The audio version of the Poem can also be heard on my You Tube 
Channel 'RavindraKK1' or by using  the below given URL

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=apYEemRpNRA



While I was standing near My Autumn tree


The Sun was fading, with all its grandeur and beauty,
Somewhere far, very far away amid...

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Down an old country lane
Void of fortune and fame
Lies a cemetery long forgotten
Overhead, song birds nest
Lullaby those who rest
While the trees weep tears of cotton

Neath a blanket of vines
Hand woven by time
Old stones with weather erased names
Angels and crosses
Marking loved one's losses
Now trellises covered and...

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While we stay silent
The fight is going on.
In Chicago, Los Angeles, New York
The West Indies
And the Lebanon
All over the world
There is a tale to tell
Of some living in paradise
Whilst others live in hell.

Its not a random stumble
Nor a twist of faith,But a master plan.
By those...

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