Long Sherbet Poems

Flirt with Whitney
Flirt with fear 
Life is good
But I rather be anywhere but here
Body aches from pushing out tears
Driving on the road of life
Eyes is watery
So I can't steer 
And I'm getting dizzy 
Stomach very...

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A prawn masquerading as a peanut can be quite disturbing. So many times a peel is a garment used to shroud. A tentacle hidden. Here and there. Then to reappear with an often violent burst...

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I never got why you always
Ate the red pink color out 
The Sherbet ice cream

It was like excavation
How you removed all the cherry
Without even affecting the other colors

Leaving the orange and the vanilla
Neatly for others
Who...

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Can blackwater lilies 
sing forth sonnets 
of daylight and 
unsung those 
cacophonous notes 
of omen, which 
rhymed with 
sombre elixir 
of spruce rivulets and 
veiled your crimson 
touch of life, 
in eons of unforgivable 
death?...

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That kiss 
tasted like warm sunlight
toasting the tongue 
with honeyed sun 
and promises 

on a blue sky day

That kiss 
reached far into one
seeking to open words
locked inside let out
like crysallis butterflies

wet and warm, shaking, fluttering...

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    I'm white  s m o k e ,
a silhouette of titanium wings,
tethered to the snowy flesh of a flawless dandelion,
whose skin still remembers ~ 
the thawing of winter from its...

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Nothing more than a pretty smile - repost

There she was chasing a rabbit 
with 1 am coffeecakes and weak tea
She didn’t notice I was watching
from the branches of an olive tree
A lone smile hidden amongst
swirling...

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An Icy cold, sweet treat.
                       Often starts with vanilla, cookie cream,
  ...

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When the twinkling trust
of tamarind tides, 
cascades in catastrophes
and turmeric-tinted tulips
become a treason for sun temples ~
I slowly drift like a diluted drop,
ruffled in the consciousness of Nyx,
where the nefarious nightglows
unfurl a midnight rose-glazed moon,...

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I still reminisce when it was raining incessantly at 3:55 a.m. in the nascent ticks of time on a wistful wednesday. My skin felt the spark of crying hail and maybe, the snow-storms melted too...

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Would you cover me in hydrangeas of healing,
 when cold is the heavy air I breathe,
alone without you, beside me? 

O’ magnolia-chime, melodiously ricocheting~
above silent fields of Swarovski orchids,
this lunar-glazed love 
remains my euphonious elixir,
and...

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when skies bleed 
your sonnets~
every drop of 
           garnet rain 
              rhymes
with...

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It’s not just bricks and mortar
Nor a distant memory 
But the ground roots of our livelihood
And our future destiny. 

As this place prepares to close 
When the final bell will sound 
To mark the end...

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There she was chasing a rabbit 
with 1 am coffeecakes and weak tea
She didn’t notice I was watching
from the branches of an olive tree
A lone smile hidden amongst
swirling smoke rings in a foreign accent

To the...

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If stars could see the sun~
slurping the grunglethorp grains
from sweat-soaked streams,
purging puddles of blurmorgris,
you’d hear the phazephonyx symphony
of my intestines churning chyme
into acidic rhymes~
releasing piled pain upon
a peezling palette of biled ballads.

But why are the...

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My Dream of Life

A life we used to dream about, the life full of adventure..
Trying new stuff everyday, no worries about the future.. 
That time, happiness lied within the play ground..
Riding bi-cycles, blowing gums, making...

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Ever have one of those days
where you just have to get away
from the daily work grind...
where you can just kick back, 
relax a little,
and finally unwind,
tomorrow is that day for me
because I took a personal...

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I’m excited, I got a job
I now work for Bob Bob’s Gob Shop
They asked me to stand outside and sell
These white packets, of what I cannot tell

But I was shifting the goods a hundred an...

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If we were both in Paris
We on different time zones
Always coming and goin
I’m on this lonely balcony
Cigar smoke blowin
I’m as lonely as Gatsby
Cloaked in white with blue 
All the way down to my sox
Looking at...

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When I was a kid, I would climb up trees,
Was made to wear shorts and always cut my knees.
Played in the allotments, making tents from cloth and sticks,
Imagining we built a fortress made of bricks....

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Most people go bananas 
over chocolate
I'm well nuts about nuts 
as well
Stuff them in chocolate
ice-cream or sherbet.

Yeah munch on peanuts
brunch on hazelnuts
Ah lunch on pecan nuts
or crunch on chestnuts

For nuts could never 
drive one nuts
Ironically...

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The Great Bell of Bow

I feel such a Steam Tug and no Porkies
Some Tea Leaf Half Inched me Jam jar

In me local Nuclear Sub you wouldn’t Christmas Eve it
Almost totally Boracic on the way to...

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The Great Bell of Bow

I feel such a Steam Tug and no Porkies
Some Tea Leaf Half Inched me Jam jar

In me local Nuclear Sub you wouldn’t Christmas Eve it
Almost totally Boracic on the way to...

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Pocket Money.
.
Pocket money
Was a way of shutting us pesky kids up
At least for the rest of the week
If Mum and Dad
Had the luck
.
Fifty pence
Was quickly spent
Out of one hand into another
A race to the ...

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If you guessed early, I do not know anything
 I would like to know, on a splendid moment,
A moment that would keep the hearts alive, beating for a soul 
That we would still be believers,...

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