Long Flowery words Poems

THE ACRYLIC BLUES 
Warm winter days……… and sultry summer afternoons 
With rainbows so bright……. they could even shine at midnight
Those were the merry days…… those were the very merry days
When you spun silly little stories...

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you know, poetry isn't just about
flowery words that wilt
like how blue petals do
it isn't just about the metaphors 
that bring so much deepness
like how poets are
it isn't just about the imageries 
that unblur the scenes
like...

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PERPETUAL PETALS
The
bouquet
of autumn,
lasts but a short
while-
but
real
flowers live-
that spring from our
soul
to
sprinkle
here and there
in posies of
love-
such
coloured
aromas,
garland others'
day
SPRING
Purple vetch and ribwort plantain
Jostle lush clover in English rain

Dogrose dotted on a briared sprawl
prickly as it meandrs tall

Speaking volumes of...

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The letter I regret to read ever
Is that I cannot stop reading never.
The flowery words that draw me to tears
Meant to re-enact the pain of love lost.
Was it really a case of love lost?
Was the...

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I had my eye on him since the third grade, but I never told him how I felt
Back then girls were girls, they were never meant to be cheeky or bold 
He sat behind me...

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I hear the call of friends but I am slow to harken, 
What shall I say what would you want to hear? 
I will not write of Erotic images, I will not spew phony 
flowery...

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As I sit in the musty library
In a once great house
I read, not one of the leather bound tomes
That fill the shelves from floor to ceiling
But a collection of letters
Neatly tied in ribbons
And they take...

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i’m on Georgia turf, the land
of bless your heart,    pretense
   of the titillation of heat.

scurries the sun;         moon
damp on clothesline.
  ...

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Soul,


"Even the mind fades with time . There’s no escaping it. One has to make the most of it (the mind) while they still have time  and some youth left. What stays beautiful is...

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For flowery words I have no gift
deep thoughts I'm rarely thinking
And when it comes to penmanship
my dear I fear I'm stinking
But none the less amid this mess
I'll sum up for your pleasure
Donations to our mutual...

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Rather than hiding self 
behind fine phrases 
and flowery words,
isn’t it time to live a life with openheartedness?

If sad and lonely,
cry your heart out to the end.
If life is difficult,
toss on the ground pounding a...

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I HAVE THE INCLINATION

If I have the time, I have the inclination
To commit to paper what I feel for you.
It’s something I have always meant to do,
But, as you often say, I lack imagination.

If I...

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Not beautiful in the physical sense
is the woman of my merciless dreams.
Flowery words don't do her justice, hence
my futile attempts at expressing love;
she be like a star that glistens and gleams,
mocking a lonely man from...

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In a field of golden sunflowers, 
Their faces turned towards the sun's warm embrace, 
A great white shark glides through the azure depths, 
Silent predator with a fearsome face. 
 
A whip-poor-will calls out in...

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: to the girl in my dreams :

it's like there's a switch in me
that flips so suddenly:
one second I'm looking, the next I'm loving
that cute little thing I just saw you do
and I'm hoping that...

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Lavish me not with any parting gifts
when I die
Give me no long goodbye speeches
with flowery words
I demand an eulogy of silence
Extol not my memory,
for I am just a mere mortal with feet of clay
now turning...

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WHAT IS SHE THINKING

"come fluttering words, come drifting words..."

Be natural and sincere
Giving complimentary remark is deadlier
To a Lady especially to a love one
As when you are not cautious
Extravagance of words turns tragic and vulgar
The best...

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What can you do with a romantic poet,
flowery words he does drape
Lost in a garden of endless love poems,
seems that there is no escape

Luring you in with his lines of affection,
painting the sky tangerine
Strolling along...

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That steamy summer day
At age fourteen and three months
I stood awaiting the kiss
Of the tall, dark, handsome hunk 

My stomach was in knots
As terror snaked up my throat
Would he think it was okay?
Would he, with...

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if this was a suicide note 
i would say i’m sorry.
i’d fill the holes of my broken life
with flowery words on paper.

if this was a suicide note,
i would ask for forgiveness.
i’d beg that you wouldn’t...

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Worst Poem Ever

This is the worst poem, I’ve ever written,
A right stinker that’s for sure.
There is no concept or meaning
and the content is very, very poor.

I will discard this one to the waste,
Where all the...

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I'm a writer, a sucker for flowery words
Creating poetry and proses I can afford, 
Then we met and everything changed
My mind went idle, empty in a snap
Hands frozen, heart trembling, begging to stop--
I could no...

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Many poets write glorious imagery using flowery words
only three people know
two of them dead
one being Coleridge
the other Shakespeare
I hate them for knowing these words,
despise their guts out that they know how to implement them correctly.
I...

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