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When the beats are low and visions are light,
Often, in my dreams, I see an unseen sight.
Through nervous passage to uneasy chore,
My anxious sensation does open the door.
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Let me not play tuneless in today's time,
Some purists sure get praised as Gandhian,
Yet, crass nevertheless is no more crime,
Old values are hailed may be in heaven.
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Eager to announce an opinion
Itching to speak, to divulge and declare
Often clueless, unknowing
Yet, raring to express;
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Dispel the darkness frightful
in the prideful, hardened mind
feigning greedily to be kind...
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How they strut about, people in love,
How tall they grow, pleased with themselves,
Their hair, glossy, their skin shining.
They don't remember who they have been.
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for my mother
I am clueless how brave you are
while conceiving me as mysterious infinitesimal cell at first
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I feel alone
This space in my heart is hurting
It's a hole that yr love has left
The emptiness I try to fill it
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Humming of endless mystery
Life glides down noiseless
Like a trail running into the dark
With thick drapes drawn down
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Relaxing in a lazy chair
Casuarina branches, painted on an ever blue sky
A breeze of traveling fresh air
A wondrous white cloud wanders by
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I feel like I'm drenched in the Arctic sand,
While listening to the music of downfall bands.
My heart does not recognize your great existence,
Because you are fixated on someone else's residence.
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In the 'Add New Poem' instructions PH says 'Take a deep breathe',
but it should say 'breath' [rhymes with death], so I now DO grieve!
It's a grammatical error, one even (I think) 'Bri' has made in the past,
AND I'll bet my high school English teachers would....now be aghast!
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Welcome to the scene
There's some stains from a loather
A twisted love conveyed
By what's drained on the covers
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Did you sell your soul
For a sensual smile
On a younger model
With a wayward style
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I’m sorry I love you
I’m sorry I miss you
I’m sorry I’m not perfect
I’m sorry I’m not smart
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It was nineteen sixty nine
October twenty nine to be exact,
She appeared there on the scene
At Asha Sadan in a coastal town
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Now that I've typed 2019, I'll concentrate,
to, this New Year's showcase, consecrate …
to the "divine purpose" of entertaining you,
with dozens of poems, or ….at least a few,
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Last night, Lisa, Peter, Leeza and I were in her father's 50th floor study watching New York City. It's a corner room with glass walls from floor to ceiling. He likes to watch the city himself and has a small,5 seat sectional couch facing the view.
The left wall window looks across Hell's Kitchen to exactly where Sully Sullenberger crash landed flight 1549 in the Hudson river (it was 3: 31 pm and no one was home) . The right window overlooks Central Park and Upper Manhattan. Lincoln Center, almost dead center of the corner, looks like part of a toy train-set.
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He sipped the elixir
With the same degree
Of guilt or satisfaction
That Adam had
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My brother and I
Are like Tom and Jerry
I am young and silly
He is my big bully!
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Guess again, clueless little man
You once again are wrong
Perhaps one day, I'll give away
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All my poems have fallen down
and I'm clueless what to do
Out of countless hours,
and years untold,
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Destiny's hide and seek.
How long was it played out!
Years. By each unfound.
Bad enough. How much worse
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This is a poem, a poem while crying
Its not a poem on paper, if it was my tears would now be drying
I am clueless, like when you were a little kid and you didn't know the nice neighbor that made your mom laugh out loud
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You are an M.D.
an enthusiast about
preserving for posterity
the slide rule.
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You never thought, that was just it, thinking, think and thought connect in clockwise fashion, clueless is your side effect from the brain you don't have, do the philosophers bedevil you in static views, the disturbed don't feel or think you must remember this if you are to be with them, you still can't see the injustice of what you did to me, do you even expect to be free? You and me are finally free and yet you never thought it to be, I wanted you out but I could never truly do that, I myself through and that's all I could do is think, something you never did but the question is will you ever? The times are changing and I'm one, are you? You change too much with simple ideology from friends and foes alike, you never seem to amaze me in a bad way, should you die I don't know if I would care as to why.
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The ubiquitous magnificent edifice of being and feeling is to reckon with
Even in the full depth of our imagination shall we never understand
The force supreme, the intricacy and simplicity all wrapped into perfection
A rhythm that holds together the delicate balance of everything we see and don't
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No dreams now,
And I am clueless.
No views from my side,
And I know not
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Wronged hearts braving
Winter rains: While they stay firm
Clueless rulers sulk.
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