Banging Poems - Poems about Banging

Didn't know where she was going or remember where she came from Standing around on street corners banging an empty drum A gent in a tux espied her She thought, 'How could I be so dumb?' 'I was supposed to become a grown-up' ...

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Love is like the falling water from a fall each drop seems to be rather small but hurries on ahead and bangs one after the other on the lover’s head...

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It woke me from my sleep today- banging, flapping on my window. And when I heard it, I surmised that bird returned to try again. Bang after bang- it would not stop- every day, it tried and tried- not knowing glass prevented it from entering expanse it saw. June 14, 2021 Contest: Workshop- Adjectives Deleted Sponsor: Jack Webster...

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Finally, my way is clear I can see the the beauty in all Things others don't notice Or dismiss, as insignificant, small The sound of water flowing The smell of crisp clean air Inundates my being With what all living things share I let go of all my fears And open my eyes Only to see stupid bangs Hiding the revelation that cries .................to be KNOWN Fighting against...

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get ready to sing let bells ring jump stump let be joy fine the toy let be blinking and ringing' BRING YEAR IN SINGING AND BANGING...

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Banging my forehead against the Bible I don't want to blame nobody I can't even blame myself I hope God you hear my call but you never seem to be on time when I need you today God Today I decided to put on the red lipstick and the red dress and stuck my ...

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He's love’s anvil Banging beauty with propellant power Bends no ear for mercy-- Body batters tempo hour after hour. He's love’s anvil Dashing dreams into the dust winds whirl them high as clouds roll by Never pausing --- rhythm raging rhythm ...

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banging my head against the noisy brick wall of your silence why the block of ice violence nonphysicality is just as physical for it tortures mentally without touch it is then when you think about the good times like a skipping rock in a pond though said rock will eventually have nowhere to go, it skips freely on the...

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Playing this tune from the deepest base I understand where you are coming from I am going into this with eyes wide open I have seen things also honey a clear vision sweet beautiful darling believe me when I say walking on this path with you Has brought me so much pleasure with happiness overwhelming view with all of my heart in you I...

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waiter asks to serve banging the table with spoon ...

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put away the pain let love rain get ou no doudt hop to the ball drop get a can get on a stand let it blend BRING IT IN BANGING AND SINGING...

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from away where i stay you hear the beat you pat you feet its gets under neat its not a band its man BANGING ON CANS...

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get on a stand bang on a can doit over the land shake hand be like a bid with wings sing sing just don't be fist swinging BRING IN THE YEAR SWING...

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In the Rocker’s Lair Exotic smokes fill the air Slinging sweaty hair By Robb A. Kopp...

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How many times will I try to remember something to cling to to keep me together. How many times will I hold on to nothing waiting for something to fall into my hands. How many times am I banging my head hanging on by a thread till I wished I was dead. How many times...

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