Abc Poems | Abc Examples

Pressure, pressure Why can’t they leave him alone Today the bay window Demonstrates a panorama of beauty He longs to go there Taste the salt sea To sail away from all this Back to Jamaica To places he had been when young When laughing in the rain When there was a now The future too far away to contemplate Clouds are gathering There will...

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A childhood Stony was the soil of my childhood A tiny room above the stable Cold was the night A straw mattress and mice Ice crystal on the roof Dreaming of running somewhere Anywhere but here A pale dawn The sun is white this morning In the barn animals stir No more time to dream Tomorrow he will run away ...

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I’m a POS I have killed I have hurt I have felt the flames Awaiting for me When I die There’s no way in saving me For evil inside me survived I walk the streets and people stare They can feel the evil from me As they point and stare Hide every one and lock your doors I hurt everyone that I see I...

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we had it coming looking at pictures of an empty Piccadilly Circus or the Eifel Tower in Paris is empty of life except for police cars cruising to fine anyone breaking the law. The emptiness is enormous and frightening to think how quickly humankind can disappear forever When the pandemic is over, there might be another one. Millions of people all over...

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Sumptuous sensual satin surroundings Treasured plush, palatial, plushy pillows Upholstered sofas, tasseled tapestries Valued prized spoils of war Wealthy coffers of the lucky highborn ...

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A Horse and ale The brewery had many horses to carry crates of beer around to small shops, each horse and its driver was assigned a route The horse I liked was shiny black and had been used for funerals before over the years, they got a bit broad hipped and stomach-heavy. The horse knew the route and stopped...

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Greenland’s American future In Nuuk everybody lives in festive houses made of wood, green, blue and red looks homily in the winter landscape Thei are the people who speaks English, building A dry dock for submarines, that will protect the sea from intruders, like the Russians and big code fish. The Greenlander will live in nice apartments...

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A brief visit I sat trying to write A poem of love Yes, once Love hit me hard I sensed someone Standing beside my chair Yes, it was her Twenty years had gone She looked the same She smiled with eyes of love Then, she faded away ...

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Equines One really ought to start with the beginning, only it goes so long back That it is impossible to remember. I remember being born, but that was just an interlude, cold and Unpleasant and being kissed by strangers. I like horses, but that has nothing to do with my inception. But then, was anyone ever born, we are just a...

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Women I our life n the line The cashier talks to another woman They are both about forty The age when women are the Most handsome And they know So much more than before cashier gets up and embrace Embrace the other woman I notice she has a nice bum Turning her attention to me I have wine and cheese That is quickly done I pay and...

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Morning poem From a prince’s shining light will it be possible to see the beginning of the day as it was before dawn the moment before it was unkissed by anyone but you before life began as the story go And no one knew what to say about the day Before anything was born leaving the...

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Oh dear healer; Free our mind! Don't be a parrot; Be a shamas! Cease the xerox of cure; Catch the yell of wraith! Oh dear healer; Free our mind! You have the wit to heal; Cease the shape of bleed! You own a fair shake; Rejuvenate our faith! Oh dear healer; Free our mind! Oh dear healer; Free our mind!...

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Children in Palestine He sat down to write a poem for nature When he closed his eyes saw, bombed-out buildings Rain dripping from wrecked concrete onto The street, a muddy pool, but that didn`t stop the children from playing captains of the deep sea Another bomb fell and obliterated this harsh idyll What was left was mist and fire where it once...

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Brutish Trump, Meek Musk? Trump comes across as a brute and scares people off the middle usually nice middle-class people who do not what it is like working on a building site or spending years at sea with men appear ruffian but mostly, is a braggadocio and as such nothing to be alarmed over in Trump’s...

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Syria’s Christians and Haiti The first Christian church was built in Syrian, as I write this the horror is killing them the new death cult regime in Syria, a cult we give money to, and not mentioned by Western media as Israel continues to bomb Gaza to their hearts content This is only possible when...

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