Best Whileas Poems

Laughing amid the joyful morn as dashing through this sunlit meadow; sprites

Colouring in smiles whileas nature gazes and angels point, unto a clearing....

Rising columns aneath glittering light; etching castles beyound golden hues

White doves gliding through waterfalls with silver scrolls; painting fairy tales

Scenes parting their streams...

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Creedence aligned along the corridores of passage
Which usher in through the portends
This Autumn's door....
Such colourful banners a latitudes sprinkling
Flowering waters of repose that still echo
Inside, these sanctuaries walls
Guarded by the sentry whom stands at their gate
The entrance unto the destined temple
Of the blessed, as eternal...

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Gazing from afar, amid still frame silence...
Watching her making way unto the parks bench
Blue skies taking a drag from my cigarette; sketching
Divinities staircase within my mind; transcending this Autumn's
Canvas but a silhouette her bridals path winding, through a breath..
Reaching out her gentle hand whileas a...

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Fantasizing whileas dreaming about her loveliness
Being a Vampiress coming unto my window by night
Feeling a bit erotic, at the sight of her beauty this morn
Ravens hair deep dark eyes purple shades, with aqua lips..
A candle amid hand answering the door as there she is
Alabaster myrrh...

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She kissing my lips so softly 
Wet pink; saying, just breathe 
Baby lay back and enjoy whileas..
The neon lights burst into a million 
Teddy bears fluffy bright ecstasy 
A colourful carousels midways
Deep sea stars magical ride....

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Gazing from afar, amid still frame silence...
Watching her making way unto the parks bench
Blue skies taking a drag from my cigarette; sketching
Divinities staircase within my mind; transcending this Autumn's
Canvas but a silhouette her bridals path winding, through a breath..
Reaching out her gentle hand whileas a...

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There is a season be all things aneath this sun....
Knowing tis not the time for romance whileas standing
Upon that the edge of her world; peering intently into it's truth ?
America's commander in chief spending half his term attending memorials
Battling the white wolf with poisoned fangs...

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Flames devouring her breast betwixt my fangs as she cried; blood, dripping unto the floor

Quivering for more, as she squeezed her thighs to release the joy; craving piercing nails

Carving this night whileas screaming at the moon; ravishing my flesh in euphoric crimsons...

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..."Loves Notes" *...

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Mesmerized by her beauty as gazing upon her splendours..
Past my bedrooms curtains and through her open window
I knew she knew I was watching having waved unto myself
Moments afore whileas she was slipping from, her clothing
She has always done so since moving next door myself shy
Until...

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She gazed into the northern sky and said unto herself, there is a storm coming....

They thought him odd; the philosophers and wisemen contemporary within their day

For not only did he abstain from the worlds ways but, he spent decades building a vessel

Warning them all as...

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Flames devouring her breast betwixt these fangs as

She cried; virginistic blood, dripping unto the floor....

Quivering for more whileas she squeezed times thighs

To release it's joy; her craving piercing nails; bitten

Carvings of this night; screaming at the silent moon

Ravishing her still framed flesh; in euphoric crimsons....

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...."Loves...

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Reserving the right to break away unto a clear blue day; viewing

Certain labels upon the bottles and cans; time reeling in chains....

And they say that patience is a virtue as I drop them from my hands

Exiting lifes alleyways; fingers brushing atop the gray mortared bricks

Whileas...

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There is a season be all things aneath this sun....
Knowing tis not the time for romance whileas standing
Upon that the edge of her world; peering intently into it's truth ?
America's commander in chief spending half his term attending memorials
Battling the white wolf with poisoned fangs...

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This scale by measures held within hands of scorn!?

Spite amid a world which never truly existed; no....

The prelude in everflowings tides; walking through 

Times secular forest of reasons; lost, whileas they 

These archers took their aim; holding a broken bow 

Sorrows strings as heaven watched;...

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All one can do is sit silent and smile when knowing that most 
Everything is aligned and lying within the bed of, insane...
They say, the studious that is that, the crazy do not know ?
Bang your head pull your hair; scream as you scratch, the...

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