Best Molded Poems

Lofty mast
Romantic blast
His replica cast
Paper flowers wilt fast
Will childhood memories last
A year and Sunday since he passed...

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The name Mahatma Gandhi is synonymous with truth
But he was not an epitome of truth by birth 
His mother Putlibai had had strong religious faith
Unless and until rituals completed, she used to hold breath 

She also practiced the sacred "Kokila Vratha" - a vow ritual
She...

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An old friend made it like blossom in my soul,
All I was feeling was blood rush in the deep core.
It wasn’t just friendship that brought two of us so close,
We were hoping for so much more leaving behind the sore.

All i could understand about her,...

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What shimmers in the shadow like
Behind the shadow of these eyes
Twilight and the tryst
Of time we cannot list
But if my love I list the hours
Spent beneath the woeful powers
Of sun and moon and simmered star
The hours will not get me far
Bound in circles round the...

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dipping my paddle in and out as I go 
down main street of the wilderness empire
where the road is made of water 
and the wooden poles hold branches not wire

twisting through the changing banks
of a gentle but still thunderous river
while an approaching mellow darkness 
causes...

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How I had hate for you, for a longest time in my life,
All I ever thought I was,  was the slave in your eyes,
T eaching me the lessons of life, with wrought hands,
Every time you beat me, you beat me like a man.

Pain was...

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As a molded clay
Shaped by laborious hands
Cracked in the outside
Symbol of the brunts of life
Choosing to rise from ashes











Example For Victim Or Victor Contest
September 13, 2016...

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skipping joyfully to a snowflake dream tonight
i am five years old again....maybe six
Santa Claus is causing me an obviously sleepless night, but i'm smiling

the beach is so dead it is alive
though the breeze is relentlessly cold, i do indeed feel revived
the surprising peace and quiet...

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If there was a poem for every I love you of yours
That weighed more than I'll see you later
Poetry wouldn't exist
And that's why I cry, not your absence
So, by the time I drudge up the energy for goodbye
I digress, I'm done wasting time
p.s. I'll never...

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The valentine candy was old
It was covered with brown mold
She slapped his face hard
It gave him a hair part
Then put him in a nasty choke-hold...

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Nobody can help but notice her gleaming hazel eyes. 
Whoever disagreed to their beauty is a fool. 
She stands a mere 5 feet tall. 
As her virgin body takes it’s womanly shape, her beauty becomes more conspicuous. 
Although within her eyes, her innocents’ will be...

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You fit my mold flawlessly
And hold me secure to your chest
There is no need to speak for
Our love is filling the room with
Words my tongue cannot even speak.
We are wrapped up in blankets as you
And I are hopelessly wrapped in each other
You graze my arm...

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Kiss you giving me,
 the breath of Life;
You held me molded me;
Turn me into a light 
Wth your Holy hands;
 oh! God you made me from the ground;
The dirt and clay you mold me 
Lead me to the ground, this land now I stand on;
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Smushed lump of clay,
molded plaything;
Such a spoiled brat. 
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Harvested molded clay 


when you lose your way
Jesus is a way maker 
Jesus finds a way
 He's right there at the harvest 
'Im soiled clay God molds me


2/23/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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