Adjoins Poems - Poems about Adjoins

... Quiet and beautiful is the day, where reflection adjoins - with bustling children,- adorned,- with bright,- happy colors and a sense of thankfulness, glory. It is a stark reality, that mu......

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...I moved to San Francisco from across the bay in early 1977. At 19 years old, dad got me a two-bedroom house in the San Francisco suburb known as the Ocean District. It was the type of home that adjoi......

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...It was a sincere thought right off my head unto me often in my heart may I be your speaker in your whisper may I be your sleep in your mind may I be your reminders of the awesome time can......

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...There is always the earth making its treats The splendour that rises spreading all around The wind plays with the light and I hear the birds The small rivulet adjoins the ready river Toda......

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...10/10/2020 Brave heart, when so I'm called - More like Gibson, my brain adjoins! Gasping for breath one inhale, Bursting with laughter the next. Thoughts don't make sense hence, poetry doesn't......

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...How bottomless you are, the lonely hell, how dark and joyless, but the love I fell in is much deeper. Oh, four words you said so unexpectedly that my ink bled, four elements, four natures of desp......

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...Suddenly Swans It was not 'suddenly swans' anymore- just one lonely lady swan, bereft with a broken heart. Her mate was gone. Swans stay together for life; much like humans, miss and grieve ......

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...Once commenced the fest of feasting and giving thanks for genocide, ‘Tis the season to be jolly to replace our thoughts of suicide. Santa claws his way into a child’s mind insidiously, And the ......

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...Before the dawn Listening unfamiliar talk Through the buildings opposite Following the cluster of temples, Feelings on my thought mixing- Morning Prayer gong in peace: the bell. Living wood on a d......

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...The trembling thumb of threatening thunder Strikes silvery shimmering of silken sludge And adjoins an arch on alter of an afforest. It inverts insipid immobility of irrationality.......

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