Battery Poems - Poems about Battery

Like currents pulsing through the veins of time/ A dance of opposites so grand, so prime/ Light and shadow, day and night, One cannot live without the other's might/ Like a battery charged with two-fold grace/ Positive hums, negative keeps pace/ Push and pull, give and take/ A cosmic rhythm none can break/ In forces unseen, in whispers divine/ God's glow, the darkness aligns/ Not...

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I close my eyes, and the FYP still flickers. A faint grid overlays my internal vision: profile icons, captions crawling sideways, the heart button pulses in phantom rhythm. Swipe— an old video appears unbidden, a raccoon washes a grape to a looped remix of something I don't need...

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My battery is running out. Does anyone have a charger lying about? I would be lying. If I said I wasn’t spying. A charger on that chair. I bet it’s something they could spare… My laptop won’t make it much longer. I need to hurry and charge her! So I borrow the charger and plug it in. I...

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My battery is 2% At the end of the day My life is expiring With too much to say Incomplete thoughts Kind words set for friends Inexplicable feelings.. Is this where it ends? The red lamps are blinking My head starts to race And my fingers are tapping All my thoughts at a pace What words do I choose? Nothing flashy or new In the essence of...

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After a week of treatment, a pill each day, combined with messages “ you have completely humiliated me and made me look an idiot in front of a whole lot of people, inside and outside of work.” Love is only remembering. Texts within my journal, interpolating old words which are plain and simple. These are vague...

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I hold it quite tattered To have someone flattered, All the time, some John mattered: Such Johns are soon scattered! Many still call me 'Prof', Thank God some would just cough, Saying it in a voice rough Shows of being The Gruff... Then failed is flattery And charged my battery While I dare mystery Far from the jittery... Then, the oft flattered Is the oft battered....

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As the queen of the night, the lamp blooms on my study table, illuminating my thoughts. In the darkness, the torch...

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Is it dead or broken? Two batteries, new... I'm holding a lifeless body I want... I need this to end Mom's gift was never for me This knot will take time to untie Unless... I untie him myself. I know I have the strength But strength is useless when the will is lacking Why bother when there's the hourglass Everything is better with this new...

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Stealthy sign in Sky A ill-born star without branches And yet the most beautiful star...

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sitting on a bench at the battery listening to forgotten free jazz on the most perfectly created sunny, blue sky day fliritng with an older lady watching her figure in a very comforting amazement focusing back on said free jazz as her husband returns from the bathroom to rejoin her feeling lonely for a little bit then the old Chicano soul...

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Screw the rules of engagement. Focus on target acquisition. Fix range and bearing. Estimate windage. Calculate time on target. Battery away. Commence fire. Volley after volley. Shot after shot. Insult after insult. Snide remark follows snarky jab. Brutal comeback lands with a jolt. Gas-lit accusations trip the NBC alarm. F-bombs. C-words. Total devastation. Just a typical conversation Over no man’s land in the family room. In a time of love...

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Why does 'Pretty please' rhyme with 'Nacho Cheese?' For the same reason, I suppose that 'Don't dare step on my toes' ...

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If you die it is advised to be quiet It is best to have someone by your side To touch your hand, to comb your hair If you have hair it is even better To have warm socks placed on your feet By a loved one who will remember you It is special as you slip into the future Speaking from...

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SINOATRIAL NODE Inside your heart of hearts, I have my cosy residence I produce funny currents and start my innate cadence My loyal junior takes over, in case I am a bit sick Yet he can never match…... the speed of my tick...

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if a car is a lemon then it has soured but a lemon when given a nail of nickle and a coin of steel with a wire between the two hooked to a light bulb of the size of outside christmas lights it will light up so if life gives you melons then perhaps you are in the dark and dys lex ic...

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