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Below are the all-time best Guy Moquet poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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The Lovers' Nest

Flirty feisty fists pummelled pretty parts of her bare skinned body,
Lovers long lost in eyes the size of lies, decisive ties of their unwise love,
 Hector hatching heat, his aching heart searching for a hopeless home,
Saw so silently the cynical smile of his partner's palpitant part,
 
Her smoothed skinned slender body congruently curved into his,
Their bellowing breaths singing soothing songs to earless walls,
Both similarly stuck in a soporific frame of time, slowly sinking down to truth,
Angrily aware of the love they'd never share, the happy lovers brooded,

Shamefully,
The loathing lovers hid under covers, rovers of love that met meticulously,
As fate would have it, Cupid rapidly read through, mixing up numerous names,
Hector fell in love with a woman, he knew he could never have

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The Raindrop

She shot from a cloud,
And soared through the sky,
Pure and simple,
Clear and driven,
The raindrop was heading places,

From the top of the sky,
The world at its feet,
The wind blowing by,
She stared at the Earth in defeat,

She dove down,
Streaking through,
Unable to halt,
Not able to stop,

She fell to the ground,
And she burst wide apart,
She died with no sound,
For that was her part,

She saw the whole world,
She raced through the sky,
She tore through the wind,
And she touched planet Earth,


But no one,
No one,
Will remember,
The raindrop from the sky.

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Le Poete Ivre

Un jour, la nuit,
Un soir, très tard,
Je me suis perdu dans mon désespoir.
De mes idées noires, j'ai tiré mon savoir,
Et j'ai finis ce vers,
Sans jamais le boire.

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The Road

I took the long road on a dark evening.

The smiles,
The miles,
The joyous years,
And the happy tears,
All of those,
I left behind,

The memories,
The amities,
The time together,
Gave me time to gather,
The thoughts
I left behind,

The people,
Who help all,
I will never thank enough,
For they showed me tough,
All of them,
I left behind,

The emotions,
The usual motions,
The life I came to know,
Floating in its flow,
I forgot, and,
I left behind,


I took the long road on a dark evening.


To a place,
A face,
Somewhere,
Anywhere,
For I knew not,
What stood ahead,

In the night,
Without light,
All was dark,
I, a spark,
Wandering to and wondering,
What stood ahead,

Scared and scarred,
Breathing hard,
I closed my eyes,
For it was wise,
Not to guess,
What stood ahead,


I took the long road on a dark evening.


It was not your fault,
I needed to leave,
I needed to see,
I wanted to grow,
I'm sorry,


I left home after a hot and sunny day.

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Land of the Shadows

They drift in masses,
Through streets,
 Through doors,
Through walls,
 And through Life,

They drift because they must,
 Slowly, Surely, Sadly,
They drift alone in many masses,
 Unaware that beside them are them,

Through grey streets,
 Grey skies of great size,
Shadows in disguise,
 Help load the grey roads,

Drifting pathetically,
 Seeking comfort in dismay,
Loneliness in number,
 Is the smallest prison cell,

They'd scream,
 They'd cry,
But shadows don't have ears,
 Shadows don't have tears,
Shadows just appear when all is bright,
 And all is right,

But when the Sun goes down,
 And the shadow leaves,
Where to, do they go?

The Sun bore them, 
 But the Sun bored them,
And alone they went,
    Lifeless,
Drifting in masses,
 Through streets,
Through doors,
 Through walls,
In the Land of the Shadows.