Best Winless Poems

The Dying Game 

Joe Dougherty

 
Fleeting images in the fading light
A whispered voice… "it will be all right"
Evening draws and the shadows blend
Another day's fighting has come to an end

Tensions ease around the fire's light 
Brings a calming peace to the gathering night
Cooling embers in...

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As the days go by the emptiness inside grows
fighting invisible demons back into the shadows
I scream for help, shedding tears of sorrow 
hoping I might overcome my burdens tomorrow
fearing as if nobody else really does care
all that's left to do is to say a prayer
to...

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Usually everyone sees past
What she was or what she might become
To them she is a glass cold and cracked

She bow down
He took her crown
Her love patrols
His money controls

she is open minded and transparent like the sea
But you know what you see
Her throne was strong
But now...

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Love will never prevail.

Love will never lose.

For Love is not over,
not under.
Love is between, amongst.
Tendrilous, between
Hearts. 

We that Love may fail.
We that Love may prevail.
But in our winless,
in our success,
we will know Love. 
And this is no final victory,
it is a uniting of the you,...

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That I be ambushed in early gambit
  for my king was a sacrifice too great -
just a pawn in a game and I am it
  plays out its capture and winless stalemate.
He not bared to his human desires nor
  fruit on the...

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I've a winless rhyme,
When I pen,
On every line,
About my life and time,
When she caught my eye.
What might I describe?
How I like them fair?
How once in my life,
I wish you were there?
Yet you'll never be;
To me it seems,
You never could.
Am I just a man,
Whose plan is
Misunderstood?
So,...

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Can this ever stop
The world is blacked by the lunar love of my heart
By the vapor of my mind 
All the tides have gone undone
The mist covers my sight
The beast comes out tonight
-- The Storm Comes --

Her eyes are the color of dyed blue
With her amber...

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Can this ever stop
The world is blacked by the lunar love
All the tides have gone undone
The seas beckon us with their rage
Will they ever calm 
The mist covers our sight
The storm comes

Her eyes are the color of dyed blue
With her raven hair and crimson lips
She...

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I remember in 1968 when the President decided not to seek reelection.                                 ...

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showcasing a winner is,
a winless winner
a winner is a winless winner
a loser is a winless winner
showcasing is showcasting a winner's win
showcasing is showcasting a winless win
showcasting is showcasting a win

a winless win is a winless losing
a winless win is a winless showcasing
a tie is a...

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Although you came into my life for a very short period of time
I felt as though a life time had nearly passed us by
Your caring, kind demeanor was clearly not a choice
Many saw it as a sign of weakness; I saw it as a sign...

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vietnam reflections 40

the doors are harder to open
now that i am getting old
my clothes are wearing thin and
the icy winds blow cold
upon my pallored skin
leaving it pale and drawn
i remember days gone by
when the sun shone bright
and we lived high
atop the world
me and my girl
in...

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Take one more pill as time stands still
In another sleepless night
Why go to bed to toss and turn
It’s another winless fight
You hear the tick and every click
The clock makes by your head
You can’t close your eyes to fall asleep
And your body feels half dead
You try...

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Tell me, Casanova, how long you’ll pine
On sodden sleeves your heart you’ve worn
Reputation on the line in decline
Sterile standing in society shorn

Of its aura of charm and calm
Reduced to tatters
With no love balm
In sight, your maneuver no longer flatters

As you once boasted it could
At your...

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Have you ever been lost in a maze of your
own wondering thoughts?
Have your dreams ever become reality and
has reality ever become a dream?
Do you hear the echo of shots and are
you willing to give it a try?
Listen to the mother, the father, the children cry!
This...

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