Best Crush Poems

There was a time when I was young,
My cousin Glenn and I,
Did fall in love with one young man,
Whose face and form were fine.

He had a twinkle in his eye,
A movie star like smile,
And it was said we'd walk a ways,
To glimpse his fine profile.

He...

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My earliest recollection was being placed in a Coca Cola cooler in a Barbershop in Virginiatown Ontario. I heard the sound of the Nickle being placed in the coin slot. Then an eager little boy opened the top and peered in with twinkling blue eyes....

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Yeah.. I pretend that I'm your man
And your hand's in mine forever
So clear.. love's eyes always see
Feelings that will extinguish never
So lets imagine.. you and me

I read your poems, taste fantasy
Enough to keep this dream alive
Not listening to lies.. of reality
I can survive, thinking we're...

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She's untouched fruit
from forbidden orchards
barren and wrinkled
with fragmented twigs,
whirling to the beat
of melancholic musings 
of black-winged butterflies 
that croon and reflect
the true tragedy of a queen
waiting for the 
return of her king.

Beneath splitting dusks,
above wicked woodlands 
of weathered grim dreams,
personified pomegranate seeds
drip in sangria sins...

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From outfield judging eyes await your plight, 
though sweat and stupor feign to your ruin.
Now pull up your trousers, cinch your belt tight...
glaring down from mound, pitch straight and proven. 

Blurred ball unleashed, pitcher's swift arm uncoiled... 
tho' bat be av'rage, the batter may not.
Cauldron-like...

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When love fills your breath and the air
the feel is strong and you can dare
Love, you tend to glamorise
and in words you aphorise
Dreams of princesses and knights
all is great as you reach heights.

That love is more than enough
tough times you would rise above.

Think about love...

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I close my weary eyes
I quake and tremble
The meaning of life losing its hold,
Losing its wonder
In this magnifying, mystifying Sadness

Where is the river, 
Where is the ocean
To drown these sorrows...

The dry formations in this barren land stay tall,
Pools holding life drying in the dinosaur wasteland...

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I've arrived..
Fancy cars, the stage and lights
Thousands at concerts every night 
Girls swoon and scream my name
Giving autographs, growing fame
I survived.. Now I've arrived 
And I have everything..
Everything but you

So many love my music
They dance and party to the beat
Memorize the lyrics, get up on...

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Lunging forward a stab to the heart,
vitriol hurled at an unsuspecting soul.
A sarcastic word or comment, thrown in jest,
tearing flesh, leaving a gaping hole.
I was only joking, ha ha, wasn't that fun?
he says to no one.
Why are you hurt?
They're only words you know,
letters put together...

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~The One That Got Away~


Here I lay weeping

I sing a sad song to sleep 

Fire cracking bones

kicking, screaming, pulling hair

The moment, gone forever


~SKAT~...

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As I look back, it all seems funny now
Recalling all those awkward teen age years
I pushed the limits farther than allowed
Supposedly when young, we had no fears

Infatuation caught me with the blues
My heart was swollen by love's gentle sting
It was a crush that only left...

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Don't rush to wash off the sea salt 
drying on your skin;
the hopes it carries from other oceans,
those remain yet to be seen....

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I hate you because you stole my heart,
but I don’t want it returned;
The fact that it is safe with you,
is something I have learned.

I hate the way you smile at me,
It stops all time and space;
When you are near, I feel at ease,
and grounded in...

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I met this cool dude called Jaffa
At the beginning he was so sweet to me
Sadly after a while he gave me the pip
In the end he ran out of juice and I had to squash him
Then I pulverised his flesh to a pulp
Cheers!

Contest: United Colours...

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Wide the mirrored water stretched,
licking green upon the pointed pines, limbs sweeping low and cool.

The creek meandered, soft giggles escaping mossy rocks
where polliwogs swam, nearly, but not quite frogs, still sporting pubescent tails;
the adults pontificating against the shallow bank,
throats swollen with amphibious wisdom.

Soft brown mud...

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