Have you ever met Perfection?
I think I missed him when he came.
I chanced upon that vague Confusion
He was with Doubt and sour Blame.
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Prisms may show all the colors
Exposed in a kaleidoscope of light,
Brilliant in its spectral core
But Deception covers the human sight.
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where the lines like steps may sway
pirouette its theme
as rhyme beats its melody
dark skies of moods float away.
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Influence Is Like An Ink
That drops on a blank page,
Spreading fast it covers
Instantly such a good range.
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Piquancy
is the spice
some words carry
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Passion is a word Love laid on the bed
Of a writer's page,
Hoping it may accord
Brilliance... when read.
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Thoughts at random is a rant
Like stones thrown about quite freely,
Formless but they can strike where you want
Yet the hit is done rather weakly.
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Poems are like buildings
Some are strong and some are frail,
And these when gauged with thorough reading
Some may succeed or some may fail.
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