Abet Poems - Poems about Abet

... Where do I start? Ha! I've lost my cool. Do beg my pardon - I'm a blubbering fool. I'm here on behalf of the Soul Deep Express - To interview you in the hope you'll confess. Oh dear - w......

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...*“As o`ver the stormy sea of human Life We sail, until our anchor`d spirits rest in the far haven of Eternity.” Robert Montgomery.” ************************************************************** ......

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...si tu t'appelles melancolie - oui if your name is melancholy, the scant tidbits I know of French. perfect cold day to down a cup of hot chocolate, java or joe in tandem with an intelligent con......

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...Santa, weighed four hundred lbs at his yearly check up. "The Kids bribe me Dr, with Burgers, fries and ketchup." Dr said, " That's a lame excuse, your eating habits, you abused!" "Doc, the reind......

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...Betwixt our deceptive connection Lies told, to always end in I’ll never have a profound perspective As my skepticism results in your grin When our paths crossed Like two sailboats in a panoram......

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... Written: May 09, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Acquiring a partner soul entails a careful dive, In calm depths, their true nature comes alive. Only th......

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...Gun addicts sad and looking glum No lives were lost to guns today - No tallies to add to their sums, No reaper swaths with live......

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...Old men promulgate warlike dreams; Alas, young men are sacrificed to abet their schemes.......

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...Written: November 04, 2023, For Jaymee Thomas Contest _________________________________________ Reflecting on this rip-roaring round adventure, Gazing into the dept......

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...You see them loot on city streets, attack people and leave them beat, take what they want with no regard, it’s ‘easier’ than working hard. We see them take a human life, with no regard for peopl......

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...He sits hunched in his room, regular twilights, tries to erase the precarious voices telling him to leave, “Leave, my boy. This world is cruel.” So, he assents as there is no one to be bereaved. ......

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...I stood on the tip of the top of the cliff and looked down, Though valleys seemed colorful, scenes deep down were grey and brown; A few freshwater streams were springing from filmy fountains, Lo, ......

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...My epitaph writ large... courtesy third person singular. Mise en scène pour décès pardon his feeble attempt at French, a unilingual English language quibbling, and scribbling mensch strongly ......

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...With no end in sight and a year has passed. Kremlin won’t admit their forces are gassed. So they keep their foot on the wrong pedal. Exhausting their labor and supply of metal. Playing chic......

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...Wood's voices are loud, and the wind is weary. It hurts and hurts as the fall leaves turn dreary. On the saffron-robed eastern dark tally swarm. Sheets dropped in a thin line from a ma......

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