Perfection Poems - Poems about Perfection

Should a man dare to look within? Search secret places of hidden sin? The lack of which could be exhilarating, But those long loss, debilitating. Even those revealed can be a gift, Confession, forgiveness, they could give a lift. Or an insight into his authenticity, Could open his eyes that he might see. Through the illusion, that’s led him astray, Guiding him back to...

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You're ever at my beck and call – Perfection reflected from my mirror. On a sail ~ A voyage that carries off my challenges. All my sorrows and sadness ~ Locked away in your jail, The yashmak of my despairs and desperation, Along with all my worries and wailing. Yet eye-service lurks beneath the veil....

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As I sat thinking the other day, A flow of thoughts brought these words to say. Some were fleeting, some longer lasting, Like the evening shadows the sun was casting. Quenching my thirst for knowledge to be known, Neither rightness nor wrongness had a need to be shown. Titles and labels were thrown to the floor, As aspects and insights began...

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He sits there, basking in the sun, Light is his home, where he fits perfectly, amongst the light, The shine of his curled hair, perfection as he is, He is joy personified, Heaven on Earth, too good for this. I have known him since creation, Loved him for always, and, until the day Hell raises and Heaven falls, He is mine...

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The price of perfection, And the recent deduction, To keep up the function, And become a swan, To show a sanction, Have dedication, To the craft of perfection, And the show of intention, Following the row, And strengthen the bow, To keep up the fact, To disarm the pact, And keep the show, To what you already know, To remember that the price, Is in suffice, To show what you do, And...

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Your golden calf speaks artfully in my ear marketing its millions of worshipers- whispers of temptation to be like you- If all life produces are idolators from the gold calves they adore, where are its gardeners its realtors its nourishers its doctors its listeners its philosophers it cleaners its mothers its fathers? These are the pillars of society. Remember this and don't feel ashamed of who you...

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[Perhaps this is apart of my twisted delusions? Oh, mundane, antithetical, to dream of a median--a deranged, psychotic thought.] [“I ponder the chains of order; perpetually asphyxiating a ‘disobedience’. Why, why we need of persecuting the good?”] [Malice subsumes those who yet to temper, and sorrow enshrouds those refined. Crux, crux, I call to, whom ignore my...

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So many ways to say one thing More than one way to turn pawn to king Too many turns to the grocery store Which turn shall I take? Countless words to choose from From sunrise to sunset Too many ends to be met With no end So many ways to say one thing How will I say this? The paralysis of perfection pours A whisper...

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Our fantasy sometimes will paint A lover that's some kind of saint. But isn't that dull? For life is more full Where only perfection, there ain't....

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However you dress...compress these clever creatures… More not less..whenever features...success.. To be Francis...what about Bacon… Salty...naughty.. fatty flavour to savour.. Doing each dish a favour...a porky saviour… Get a hard on from a lardon.. What’s much better than pancetta… Peck at a fleshy fleck of top deck speck… Unctuous umami tsunami of salami Or sumptuous faux porky pastrami Cheeky paprika glow of chorizo.... Stellar slivers...

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there’s no such thing as perfection ~ if there was I could never be here winked the devil to god ~ who replied this once you’re perfectly sincere By David Kavanagh...

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in early morning when everyone is still asleep i love to wake up with the sun and have a private tete-a-tete i sit quietly with my mug of coffee soak in the rays and absorb the serenity around me this morning even the birds seem to be sleeping in with the wind not swaying a single tree nature still seems drowsy i spoke too soon here’s...

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Toast some almond flakes and shredded cocnuts set aside use your favorite recipe to make a vanilla cream pastry whipp some heavy cream and sweeten and set aside mix powdered sugar. vanilla,and milk use your favorite instant vanilla pudding mix mix smooth fold in 1 and 1/2 tubs of whip topping using a great cake one of your best cakes I prefer a pound...

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Who cares about perfection Even the moon is not perfect It is full of craters What's up with the sea Unbelievably beautiful It is salty, dark deep What's up with the sky Infinite, still not perfect Like a woman not perfect But special to every man His choose is special Stop wanting for perfection Better try to be free Live doing what you love Not wanting others please you....

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Toxic notions, mixing up potions Bubble and boil, cauldrons toil. The words evade me, They could've made me - by now - but somehow, I forget what the words were I forgot I could speak, I became so weak, inside I was dying, I couldn't stop from crying, I wanted to run and hide. Perfection is just a reflection, An image...

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