Limerick Grief Poems | Limerick Poems About Grief
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Nikki was an illegitimate child.
She grew up fast, she grew up wild.
She ran away from home at age sixteen.
A pimp killed her when she turned eighteen.
This is a cautionary tale of a throwaway child.
Is it sweet or salty or sour?
Brimming with happiness or always dour?
Prancing, living with gaiety
Or waiting for a guillotine
Now standing forever to scour?
once I gave my heart
mesmerized by the start
his eyes so sapphire blue
I was not ready for this
my thoughts went blank
had I known the tears I would be left with
I do not believe I would have let love in
this Man , he knew he captivated women
Always me going for what I can not have
then in return it is given , leaving me confused
the one I was seeking for sure would never commit
Commit he did , even in front of a Rabbi
saying only once, 1 time will I.
with all conviction I believed his lie
I remember the Fall day he left without words spoken
the leaves were dancing through the wind
as if they were trying to tell me something
the rain cried tears for me that night
I took his sword collection down from the wall
thinking in true love I will never find again
to die a graceful poetic death with his sword
I awoke with a hangover the next day
my heart broken my heart ignored
It's goodbye to mad Frankie Fraser
The East Ends gangster appraiser
So loyal to the Kray's
To his very last day
One the Sixties ultimate erasures
I understand and respect the way you feel.
I know a desire to be sexy is your freewheel.
you eat once a day ....since May you never betray.
keep holding on just for more few days and you will be a keel.
by: 2clean #Limerick
A fish who was once made to serve
served those few willing to nerve.
This great joyous desire
became long term attire
then backfired with a swerve.
The Virgin cast aside Pisces
after he affected her nicely.
But he, all but prepared
still desired, loved, cared
and became his own helpless crisis.
This wound Pisces could hardly endure
for Virgo rose above Pisces pure.
She found new friends in the sky
disconnecting the will to comply
keeping Pisces confused and unsure.
Now Pisces alone must mend that spite
ruining his want, becoming right.
Merry Christmas, my friend
and reckon to descend
to help cleanse this torment I fright.