Best Word For Word Poems

Chinese whispers and the rumours,
do some brains have blisters and tumours,
spreading gossip forever continues,
slaying all logic to rest in tombs.

These lips leak lies like lethal fumes,
wear thick lipstick and bad perfumes,
they want a war of words I presume,
but wars with me will ensure their doom.

Be...

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Work warm wonder
Observe offer
Rouse richer realms
Dream dazzle dreamt


Welcome wise way
Outline obey
Reach restive room
Defer death's doom


Weary words wane
Ordain obtain
Restore refrain
Denounce detain


Willing works wrest
Obscure obsess
Rescue real rest
Describe depress


Winsome words win
Obvious obscene
Ripe random rates
Denounce deflate


Willing worth weaves
Oozing offers
Reaping receives
Design defers


Wisdom wins way
Obey okay
Rise rowdy rays
Dream deals defray


Wander writes...

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See within seen
Dream holds the ream


Within takes in
Wit that wears it


Close covers lose
Snooze fills with ooze


Itch in plain *****
Reach from deep preach


Rind hides in grind
Pine sleeps in spine


Crest keeps full rest
Lest in firm blest


Speak crams sure peak
Tweak holds the weak


Allure owns lure
Impure seals pure


Tale hides...

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truth, word play. silly, how I feel, spoken word, humour, food
PALINODES STOLEN To LIFE’S CHANGES!

I would like to say; this ‘palinode stolen from life’s trials and tribulations---
To what I have said before and I’ll say again; in all ‘ways’ it takes but two to tango!...

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Feeling the spirit of rhymes moving through me,
I've been labelled as first fruits in this writing movement,
With improvements of thousands of years within this environment,
Preforming with these comments straight onto this poem submission form,
Letting you know I'm drawn by something within that transforms,
Thoughts into words...

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Dark clouds, 
The bang of thunder. 

Man, I wonder, 
What monster rises from the horizon 
With a wild and windy winter chill.

Must be a storm,
Zeus coming in for the kill.

Throwing bolts of lightning
 like serial killers throw knifes,
It’s intention to end lives. 

It’s bolts boiling...

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Branches holding slimy, leafy, hopping... 
ear buzzing... sticky Two-edged sword whipping -   
neon articulations!...

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I am Goddess _ I have created myself sexless _ therefore I am neither he, she, or it.

I am called upon by many; however, the names you have given me are out of your need to express dominance_ for power is an unnecessary illusion driven...

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I only worship at my own altar
I do not even go to nightclubs 
I do not even know the Kaaba 
Or kneel for a word of prayer 
Not even a chant in the stadium 
I do not even like talking to others 
When I do...

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Many politicians vociferously lie
Many politicians either hide or omit the truth
Many times, I sit down quietly in a booth
Enjoying a glass of chocolate mousse
And drinking orange juice
Serenely to listen and analyze many lawmakers’ words
I laugh like crazy, because they invent many worlds
And mess up like...

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Honestly.  What's the best policy?  Honesty?
Don't loose lips sink ships?  You follow me?  
"Keep your circle small."
"Keep your enemies close."
How much is enough, then, to have them by the ropes?  
"Knowledge is power."
"Ignorance is bliss."
How does one choose between THAT...

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I've listened to a lot of shallow words in my life
 Words of empty meanings
 Words that just Past time 
Words that spark emotions 
And words that mean nothing at all
 I've listened to a lot of talk in my life 
Talks about future events
...

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I hop out of my shower about 8
I got to get dressed 
Because I got a hot date 
I out on the Roca Wear 
And the Timberland boots
Then I checked my pockets
And counted my loot
I stepped on the scene looking sporty
Me and my crew, doing...

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I Was A Mad Old Racing Cougar In Fullest Flight

When the seething sun chased me into the night.
I was a mad old racing cougar in fullest flight.

I ran across the land, raced toward the moon
Into the arms of Indian maiden as she swoon
Bright night it...

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Words going around and around,
Like in a washing machine,
Only there in my head,
I pluck one out and put it aside,
There's more going around again,
Through the dark tunnel the words continue to spread,
The poem is almost done,
Then I see it .... Yes its done.

Reading it out...

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