Short Bests Poems

Winter solstice's fine.
Like starting to grow sun shine,
  I'll try bests of mine.


Fengleishanren....

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you started
tho life can be hard
your made tough
times you get  decuess
at times you fess
you past the hard test
thas
WHY BEING BLACK IS BESTS...

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Exquisite thing of beauty

Thy luscious hue bests vintage wine,

Which precious stone could oust thee

In radiance, thou art divine

Translucent ruby 'pon my ring,

No lustrous sheen compares to thine....

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Everyone deserves best
                                 but all bests are predetermined
                            Crystal ball depicts not more than that

















For Contest of:
Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S....

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Artificial lines are artificial
     Guilt is not productive
     Silence is not golden
     Talking bests not talking  
      
      It helps find and define 
      Beginnings & ends 
      And the mass of life in-between 
      And before and after...

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My arms are long,
A chest so out
Legs so short
Could win a broad.

A head so heavy,
A brain so big.
Ideas so bright,
Could think bests!

The skin so dark,
The smile so appetizing.
The voice so pleasing,
Could win innocence!

I am a dwarf,
Oh yeah a charmer!...

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Mother
                     Magnificent, emollient
                  Caring,  dedicating,  inspiring
            Patience, placid, pleasance , passion
                 Intriguing, fascinating, hurting
                        Ebullient, mysterious
                                    Love...

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Crystal Castle



Crystal castle of dreams. 
Sounds of beautiful strings.
The fiddle of her soul. 
Is the pathway to the castles doors. 
The doors invite her beauty in.
Crystal strings is beautifully singing. 
She walks up the spiral glass steps. 
Then with her fiddle she sings her bests....

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I scribble much of love’s dear kiss
        
          yet all my phrase can’t equal this:
            
               of life’s worst things that I abhor
    
     no horror bests the curse of war …


no horror bests that evil … WAR.






Copyright © Gregory Richard Barden, October 2, 2022...

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I am chose to be a warrior,
among thousands and thousands,
to lead as leader among best of the bests,
to be savior among brave and strongest,
to teach love and glory among smarts and intelligence.

I am chose to be an army
for me and my nation.
Chose among who are already so much,
ready for the nation.
Among those braves who are called "Gorkhali",
all over the world,
I am a warrior, Nepali....

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My daughter was reflecting
	All the bests in her life.
			She caught me off guard.

			When she brought up
                 Her favorite memory ever.
			A giant box?

Remember when Tee and I were little, she asked me.
	And you gave us the giant box.

We colored it, decorated it, played in it until it was in shreds.
	We cried when it was gone.

Her favorite memory in forty-six years of living.

	It meant so much to her, I pretended to remember...

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A thousand steps, a thousand miles, a thousand thoughts with every step, love, fear, 

anger, and life, days of walking seem short, nights of walking seem long, not knowing 

where walking will lead me, imagining the ground lighting up when each step is taken, city 

lights glowing, traffic signals changing, cars passing by, feels like walking on the freeway, 

following my heart is what bests, a thousand more years with a thousand more steps to 

take..........

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When I am running
no one can see
whats in my past
whats happened to me

When I am running
I am on cloud nine
I do it for myself
its something that is mine

When I am running
on my own I get bored
but with a group
personal bests I have scored

When I am running
I don't have to care
how I look
clothes, make up or hair

When I am running
I have such fun
out in all weather
wind, rain and sun

When I am running
training for the 10k
the goal I have in mind
ia for the woman's race in may...

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A cowboy without love is as lonesome as a lone dove
Always dreaming an sending prayers to the man above
Long dusty hard days as the dust settles down theirs no love around
She visits his mind from time to time as the one that got away
She's goin like the wind it can turn his sunny day gray
He says in his head she'll be back one day 
I love you my love till we ride agin with our houses in the wind
It shall be the bests of days kiss an holding you hers my cowboy prayer till that day...

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