Poem Inspired Poems - Poems about Poem Inspired

I played my part, I gave my best, Yet unlike me, you did it effortless, No trophy to hold or prize to claim Just empty hands and an echo of shame. I stand beside the constant cheers for your glory, left alone in my own forlorn story. You smiled as if it were just fate, As if my...

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Fingertips click a desperate breakbeat as eyes glaze over in blue light baptism please overwhelm me Binary jungle, you glowing cesspit through the clipping curtain echoes a choir of post-post ironic agoraphobics. Dopamine is a myth, an expired meme deemed mega cringe Let the file rot into informational abscess Here we all wait before Heaven's blockchained gate tired of partaking into a satire so removed from a cogent solution, It is simply void. Here...

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I only love to love you, oh my heart, From the very start, it's been this way, With each beat, I feel the spark, And I know my love is here to stay. Your smile, your touch, your gentle voice, Are the reasons I wake up every day, My heart sings, I have no choice, For your love is the only way. I...

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BREEZES BLOW SNOW FALLS RAIN DROPS DUTY CALLS WHISTLES BLOW BELLS RING HORNS HONK BIRDS SING KNOCKS ON DOORS NAMES YELLED OUT A FEW DOGS YELP MORE KIDS POUT THOUGH COMMOTIONS ARE CAUSED NO MATTER IF PEOPLE STARE I FIND MYSELF COMING BACK (HERE [YOU] {ARE} <>...

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“SILENT ONE” – inspired poem I Musicians unite for a cause, no cause celebre But small nursing homes not on maps, or Frail Care facilities - Magically coaxing ancient responses and memories, Ancient civilizations, loves village by village, bequeathing antiquities II Once, at a prayer meeting, in a troubled land Four races came praying for rain, their drought’s end To save quaint farms,...

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Yearn for Bodhi for life’s a dream, A dark fleeting phantom, and a Shadowy hollow illusion, Filled with nightmares of greed and fear, Of Love and loss and scorching Fires of burning ire and desire, Of hard times that haunt and linger. All dharmas are but dew and mist, Ready to fade when the Sun of Inner Wisdom shines and pours forth, Revealing...

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pouring out my mind putting the world on hold all of me is empty and hollow it feels good to not remember i am in deep and happy like island time resting my left hand writing with my right hand acting like an ambidextrous tease it feels good to act strange for the main purpose of personal humor i am in deep and happy...

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you tell me whatever's fair my rebuttal to you is without flair we bask in the lost wonder of anyway no muscles are flexed, and it's two minutes later staring at the moon in deep conversation i wonder if the apex of our love is descending due to constipation i am past iffy and am now good friends with surewhen no grunts...

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'We have a future king to make,' Said the deep, resounding voice. 'But it is not a proper fit for everyone. For a king must know first how to obey than to command, And to abide rather than reign.' 'And thus, I need a volunteer.' The eager little voices swiftly gathered ‘round. 'To have a throne and my own crown,' said a...

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Heart is racing, Tears pour down my face I open my eyes, And see the blood red walls Swarming in a pit of darkness. I scream, no one answers I plead, I am ignored Oh God, what did I do? What did I do to deserve this? The yellow glare of the demon's eyes Get brighter, The cold breeze cuts through my skin, There are no...

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Before the lapwing learned to fly Before the flower came to die Or make a presence of death Out of the fragrance of our breath Before the drum And before the thunder rolled A voice Behind the curtain of the dark Like a quickening, sudden spark A voice Across the waters scrolled And now behold Words with wings of tongue beating In little cages, singing heartbroken songs The Word Becoming...

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