Abet Poems - Poems about Abet

...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. ......Read More

...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, ......Read More

...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 ......Read More

...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......Read More

... 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 ......Read More

...A chameleon can change his name many times But it won't free him from the guilt of his crimes He hides behind fake names To play malicious games A gutter snipe who'd dance for nickles and......Read More

... There's something we must not forget: the rage of nature's force is set when monstrous hurricanes beget their surge of winds and waves to let our warning plans become offset. As flood......Read More

......“I will not just kill you,”she then proclaimed, “That is too easy, I will make you hurt! When your dread becomes real, I will come bite one, then leave you ’till the change has done it’s work. ......Read More

... Autumn brings colors to uplift "summer's soul" "washing withered" greens with bright patina; the eyesight delight which brightens and abets, with "fiery fusi......Read More

...If by some coup of divine luck I had to wisely say, I would enlighten you around your exquisite way. Notwithstanding, they appear to slip from my grip, Wet wails are set down, and they......Read More

...Irony, often, enacts comically fatal roles, Brings dignitaries down from their highest pedestal poles; Sometimes, in a symbolically pragmatic costume, Of the protagonist, destruction its role d......Read More

...Weeks ago we were yelling at each other Swearing and calling each other different names It was kind a scene they said And very childish, so it seemed Hours have gone Days have gone Weeks have......Read More

... Walking through the desert, Scorched by the sun's heat, Walking through the jungle, In face with wild and ferocious beasts, Walking through the mire, Pushing with zeal and ardour, Walking i......Read More

...The way of talking is exasperatingly bellicose. The paradigm of longanimity has been dulled. Presence, tragically, can't gather a full megadose. Exceedingly, it is delicate and crackin......Read More

...John: Sounds like I might like to straddle her equator with my meridian and throw down with a hula hoop on each arm. How soon can I execute my commission? Mitchell: Do you like to eat sushi? Jo......Read More