Another Poems - Poems about Another

Mama, are you thinking of me? I was thinking of you, too Wonder what all you see And the things you do. Is the canvas from heaven breathtaking? I bet the peace feels like bliss No worries or constant aching Just a heavenly, gentle kiss. Wish that heaven had a landline, I know that we would talk I would hold your hand in mine And we...

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Slewed and screwed by another Farage barrage No longer a skewed malicious mirage Stronger imbued with pernicious camouflage Wronger spewed such vicious sabotage Doom Monger crude officious collage Slewed and screwed by another Farage barrage Rabble rousing by ghoulishly espousing Nige will oblige and foolishly perform Leader and feeder of each reader Preach on every seedier media platform Separate the wheat from the chaff Oi...

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I saw her from a distance And I recognized the move, But until I got much closer, It was difficult to prove. With her breasts exposed, her bra below, The cup part in the back Was fastened, then she slid it ‘round With quite a practiced knack. She covered up her boobs and then A t-shirt found its way As she slowly dressed right on...

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gradually and without stopping time fixes us in the silence of intense hours not lived....

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We rise not solely by our own, But by the seeds of grace we've sown— In helping hands and kind replies, In weary smiles and tear-wiped eyes. No throne outshines a servant’s grace, Who bends to lift the lowly place. Their crown is forged in quiet deeds, In tending wounds, in meeting needs. The measure of a soul is told Not by the wealth...

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We've painted unity on beach sand hung hope on mangrove branches one wave & it all washed away. We've built summits from dust and debt made promises we can’t even explain while huge walls still rise between us. Speeches thunder & then fade to silence. Hope passes hands like counterfeit. Even our chiefs wear suits now. Freedom feels outsourced again. We've tried everything they named. So...

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Thanks for another day Others curse their luck, stale breath Eventually our enemy becomes our brother Cancer checkup, another swinging dick who fears his death To not necessarily sacrifice each and every day for another day I’m going to go to my grave unsung like almost everyone Numerous number systems beyond the real Look one way, from another come the heart’s...

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Seems we can’t see each other now and then Can’t reconcile with it, my dearest dear It looks like you’re ignoring me and when You come, I’m outdoors again, not near Connection lost, and so are we, I don’t know why This saddest circus of events can’t fade away When there’ll be time to spare for you and I? Another time...

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It’s another year And with spring The automatic sprinklers Once again run like clockwork Mesmerizing in the morning Making me feel like an inmate In an insane asylum Or old folks home Bound to view the world Through the screen Of a window or TV Bound within while Merging without a world Of vibrant greens The hypnotic pulse Of watered lawns A metronome To ground my...

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I am to one what another is to me. The years press against each other producing sweet nectar drops of time that we have created are gone to past again. I have told you it is so and you are my witness to this ...

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WHERE TO BEGIN I LOVE MAN BECAUSE GOD MADE ME FILLED WITH DESIRE FOR MAN A GIFT TO MAN THERE WAS JOHN TERRY ALFRED HENRY CIRO LARRY ANTHONY CHARLES RETIRED SHERIFF THERE WAS DON HAROLD DON II JOHNNY ROBERT PHILLIP LEVI OH MY GOD I DARE NOT SAY THEE ELEVEN WHITE RUSSIANS EACH TAKING...

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Roses are red deserted children are blue one child is all it would take to traumatize you....

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A(nother) (Sh*tty) Sonnet Cute girl who works the local liquor store counter, I wonder sometimes how I strike you.—am I happy in your eyes?—do you like to speak, when daily, as a steady chore, I stroll onto your heavenly sales floor? (You said it was another day (yes fake) ‘in paradise’, in answer to my joke.— —and then I left with my...

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2025.4.14 This morning, two things happened At M Central while playing piano, And each of them really made my day. A young Asian woman, waited to speak to me. She said her name was VL and Has been coming here for months, On her way to work and dropping in to listen, She always wanted to tell me, My piano music has given her...

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Another poster of a child holding her lost pet. When I see them, man, the sinking feeling that I get. Why can't pets just learn to stay at home? Why are they always dying to go on the roam? I haven't seen or heard of one happy ending yet. Bonus "lost pet" poem This is not why I did love you...

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