Confusion Flower Poems

Is it possible that a flower can regrow?
you have to leave the roots, they say
but how can I know?
Are the roots still there and
should I...

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in the manure,
  grows the flower
ever-sweet is the shower
  of rancid skunk juice
     that ferments mist the tower
a rodents...

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i love you but not in the way one should,
i feel for you in the way sunflowers feel
for the sun
you are my guide,
my star-
the one...

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You make me a small land using body
Providing peace and hiding privacy
My heart thus stretches with relaxation
And quietly tasting your strong fragrance  
As holy...

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Scurrying people
windy city wind whistling
Wet animals flee
Blue thunder, silver slick streets
Hued blooms close their perfumed rooms....

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Flobodobba-dob? asked Bill of Ben
Dobba-flob? Ben asked Bill to repeat again
Ah!! Dobba-flobbing flobadom Bill confirmed with linguistic skill
Flobbing dobba-do dob do Ben wrote down with...

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My Beloved Flower,

With each stroke of my quill, I strive to capture the essence of our love, a symphony that defies mortal boundaries. 

Above the...

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I am a flower, you are a flame.
When I look at you, you shine bright like the sun,
You make my heart run, 
Faster and faster,...

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How Can you deny the love you feel
When that Special person is Right Next to you
How to pretend you don’t see ?
How to tell her...

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Unsettled Calm

Why am I writing this, 
when they say... 
really no one cares? 
I don't believe they are right. 
The more "they" try to prove...

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Day Dreams

I love to have daydreams, 
about the nighttime. 
I believe I can see it all 
clearer in the light. 
I am not afraid of...

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Deprived (sleep)

The small green light
on the radio dial... 
glares at me in the dark. 
It is like a lazar light show going off. 
I threw...

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Perhaps it was the leaves turning green.
Or, was it heather-blue skies above?
May have been sunset choosing between
ruffling red or apricot clouds with love.

It could have...

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In his silent 'Flower Sermon',
Siddhartha Gautama held up a flower;
he said nothing.
Time passed, the gathering began to fidget.
Some thought to look wise,
some lowered their eyes...

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BOOK
BOOK IS MY BEST FRIEND, TO READ BOOK MY TREND
BOOK IS LOVELY
BOOK IS BEAUTIFUL
BOOK IS KNOWLEDGEFUL
BOOK IS ENJOYFUL
BOOK IS MY BEST FRIEND, TO READ BOOK...

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