Best Buoyancy Poems

shallow is my regret
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While I was searching a book to read in my old school
Today maybe changed somehow modernized,
There were lot of rooms,
With many of the destitute instant...

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Archimedes` principle,
Eureka! he said,
buoyant force is same as weight.


* I know it`s funny but boredom just took over me during Physics class....

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day dreams of a boy...
circling fish acting coy
stink bait to employ...

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Waves bring you from shore
the ocean is your new home
tides devour you....

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Bright light so useful, suddenly goes off
Under great pressure for love to rebuff
Open challenge for living to be tough
Youthfulness, marred by emotional cough
And surrounded by...

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Floating
on a warm, oceanic wave
Tropical drowsiness drifting,
eyelids falling into corral reef fantasies
Oyster blue dreams,
aquatic Atlantis awaiting
Deep billowy yearning
to reach the lost heart treasure buried
A smile...

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Let us float in these moments...
Like clouds in the sky ;
Without worries or predicaments...
Without tears in the eye...!

Let us not think of tomorrow...
Nor brood on...

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I keep my eyes upright and close, 
My hands far away, 
My breath in a circle, 
My words are gifted roses
From heart to heart, 
Nose...

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cream rises to the top
    a floater does as well......

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I remember the Man from Atlantis from forty years ago
I watched his show when I was a kid
The man with webbed hands and feet swimming...

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this sensation
of footsteps
falling hollow
like shadows
buoyant on air

wingless
that i am
can't ground
this perception
of flight

tired
of this weight
stacked
against me
and struggled
little breaths
of life

sometimes
i wish
to close my eyes
and drift
endlessly
away...

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The rock is sinking 
to the bottom of the pool, 
making a ripple....

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Decorum walking on stilts
There's a train station beckoning you goodbye
Young Bobby is talking adamantly
he has lost his chance

Your hallmark has lost its sheen
paper machinations,
a wave...

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Who asked you to visit me?
Even though you are not the dearest!
Why did you appear in the moment,
when I waited to cherish.
Don't you have common...

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