2Nd Poems - Poems about 2Nd

A piece to heart BY:KHANYA ive found my own, alone leaving my heart in shambles dark in the cold as i was told, that love is a place where you’d find peace and yet i believed otherwise because i was crossed so many times but this time i thought of you and i wanted nothing but to be loved...

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a tiger crept into my closet today it happened at three pm. while I was away she was silent but hungry, wanting some meat messed up my closet, put two shoes on her feet I woke up at a quarter past two saw her stealing my tennis shoes blue shut my eyes tight and pretended to sleep did not make a sound,...

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the garage sale sellers could not get rid of the bike It takes a certain person, two actually, said Mike It was a tandem bike, they could not sell that day Until a giraffe family came by and happily rode it away....

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If you’re feeling lost, please remember: we admire and treasure something as beautiful and distant as the stars in the night sky. So, the next time you find yourself feeling lost in a crowd, who’s to say someone isn’t admiring something as beautiful and distant as you? Just a thought. You are a treasure....

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colorful butterfly faerie flew into the garden today The marigolds, lilies and lilacs all leaned her way Wanting a favor, a glimpse, a look at her gown She had a terrific personality, and no kind of frown She is such a beauty! The elves and dwarfs did agree. Tomato worm never saw her; he was watching TV The radishes and carrots...

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Red, the hot hedgehog baked strawberry short cakes They were delicious, magnificent, she fed them to her snakes Better than her chocolate sundaes, or her blueberry shakes. Best recipe she has, said those satisfied snakes....

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cranky bee was born on the underside of the hive he has been cranky since minutes old, maybe five this was from his mother, but his daddy agreed He has always been angry, always seems peeved. you could not have a regular conversation with him He was always angry with Tom, Dick, Johnny and Jim Always looking for the bad side,...

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Please gentle, calm and sweet Breeze. That stems from off the sea, Breezemy spirit gently and calmly, And bring to me softly Thoughts and dreams of kinder times past When I was young and had a gentler soul.. Visible only through the dance and skip of the weary leaves and trees. She is the big beautiful Breeze. Miss Breeze. leaves and trees....

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The hidden Beauty no one sees, It speaks when the world is lost in sleep, Yet the moon caught a gaze- someone admiring it, While others still lived in their virtual slit. They peeped blue ray-she felt the glowing mist, They missed the grace the silence kissed....

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They say I'm a witch, but when I told them I have a spell to make them write poetry, they shout "Free the witch!" But when I say I'm a writer, they want to hurt me. As soon as I mention my spell to make words touch hearts, they say "Free the writer!" To me, it doesn't...

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donkey kick dance dobba dee dobba doo monkey picks France with lots of fru fru hunky dory whickety vee whickety voo I like making up new words like schmickety schmoo come play with me said the ink pen of light blue I did it gladly, singing willy wiggly wag woo...

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I rather prefer the scarce yet simple and faint whispers where the quiet reaches the quell as the still in the storm rises till the rains booned befall downward only to stain each of every argument born hearts there now bared complain not and would never quell this that nor Any nightingales sound nay Even wing I say Yet do tell Miss daylight to ponder her path...

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Rukmini: Today, people fight over attention, Cry over seen-but-not-replied, Count minutes and measure loyalty through apps. But love… true love… is not measured in notifications. It’s measured in how softly you can hold someone, without squeezing their wings. We confuse control with care, And surveillance with intimacy. But love is like little Krishna playing in your backyard — He doesn’t bloom under pressure, He blooms in...

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light lightbulb light of foot light saver light and lithe lightening light and airy light fingers light and flowy light...

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My cough was empty, my lungs struggling There was no mucus, I was worn out from the hacking My mother put Vicks vapor rub all over me The soles of my feet, my back, my neck, my chest It was two a.m. we were desperate for sleep. She fixed me vanilla chamomile tea Stirred in honey Drink this, she told me. You...

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