Short Infinitive Poems

As he read from his poetic works
Romance filled her heart 
Overcome was she with delight
Until he split an infinitive

(This is just in fun..)

I plan on working on it.....

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I'm Not wordy
I'm worth it 
My cursive 
Encourages  the mind, malnourished 

Enquiring on allusive conclusions
Is not cruel or foolish 
It is
True
The most  infinitive quest of life 
To question and test 
to prove or neglect  
to mourn or adapt
These are the most natural states of being...

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The press held her hostage each and every day.
No matter what Diana tried to do,
the paparazzi would block her way.
Once a princess of England,
she never felt real love.
And now that she had found it,
her life took like a dove.
Far away from the media and 
all of their intrusive ways.
Where Lady Diana will be at peace,
for all of her infinitive days....

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Like sad music 
Can move me to tears
A cello’s deep
Hauntingly beautiful sound
Plays my soul with its resonance	

Like a majestic sunrise over the ocean
Infinitive water and sky and fire
That brings enigmatic joy to my heart
The hope in endless new beginnings
The absolute awe of nature

You affect me 
You connect to that deep place in my soul
In a way that no one else ever has....

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"I flow in the reverie and
collide with ashore.
I scatter in infinitive drops and
connecting myself for flow.
I vaporise myself 
to touch the cosmic heights.
With huge discharge of lighting
I create thundering clouds.
I'm from the womb 
of mother Earth.
Which always convene me 
to come on her lap.
I'm grateful to get her 
great affection.
So, with the drops of rain 
I come to make her evergreen again."______Durgesh Verma...

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Clarity; what is it? 
Perfection of mind 
Beauty all around 
Infinitive endless time 

Purity; what is it? 
A breath of fresh air 
Clear water we drink 
Warmth the suns glare 

Perfection; what is it? 
Shallowness within 
Judgement from others 
Weakness of sin 

Innocence; what is it? 
Smiling beautiful child 
Vultures of society 
Ruins the beguiled 

Lost; where am I? 
Identity of soul 
Perplexed confusion 
Strength and control...

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She said she prefers humor
In a man.  I am no Shakespeare
But I know how to conjugate
With knack and with wit, even
The occasional split infinitive:
To gamely gabble as she giggles.

Where is the fun in that?  Better
To impress her with some slapstick
Skit, or razor sharp sarcastically
Spoken iambic limerick about
How good her big "bits" are, yes
My own form of comical flattery!

She is craving for it, the absence of
My despair (also known as tragedy)....

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