Ahem Poems - Poems about Ahem

I aim to live in the here (ahem hair) and now... despite entrenched familiar obsessive compulsive disorder behavior distracting me courtesy countless what if scenarios, particularly before undergoing voluntary drastic makeover as iterated in a previous poem, and briefly recounted here as foregoing Samson personification now please don't blame Delilah! Once the decision made (two weeks ago September twenty fifth two thousand and twenty four) to finally liberate yours truly...

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The Holy Bible is a Journal. On the desk, and it's definitely not made of Mahogany, it's lightly-stained Oak. The blanket is Navaho. It's All Sacred. Those Impeccable Tribes of the Desert -via the Fountaini - will make more, but the Object can't be Programmed. It's one of the gadflies...

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Dazzling diamonds Precious pearls Elegant emeralds Sapphire swirls Sparkling silver Glitter of gold Allure of amethyst He gave her multi beryl Their wedding's on hold......

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11/5/20 "Ahem" Ahem Time keeps flying I'm trying They keep prying Continually lying And spying Because they want to see me crying Frying Then dying To me it's not terrifying To them it would be satisfying They thought It would be a shock And stop me, but it did not Far too oft They talk And mock But the irony of it, is that I'm not the bad guy like Doc Ock I don't know...

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Time to Remember The days of Sep Sep...what was that song, ~~OH, August Date: 09/06/2019...

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I remember the first day I saw you. You were out of reach, But I knew I would get to you soon. When you uttered the first word, The day we finally crossed paths, The words on that paper I was reading, Juggled up and left me off track. Took my time watching your every move, From what food you liked, To who you...

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No mercy from god No God No soul No Just know...

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Ever have that “ahem?” moment. nothing seems to go right; though friends and family see your life tight, they don’t know your struggles, your sleepless night, the homicidal and suicidal demons you fight. From the outside all looks clear, you truly hold family and friends dear; your securities and stability engulfed in fear; it’s just...

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Ahem this phlegm In snotty body Needs and pleads A hotty-toddy. Think a drink Or pill will Fight my plight Kill this ill? I might ply With some rum Debauch with scotch Numb the glum. Until that swill Outs this bout My poor sore Snout will spout....

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