Bed Sheet Poems - Poems about Bed Sheet

...In this moment, I see visions of bed sheet caught in slow motion, I see crinkles in corners of eyes and smiles that turn into giggles, I see screaming fingers tips up and down my skin, I see s......

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...tuckered and tucked in with him ebb and flow of pillow head personalities have dreams we walk on the sea we see no sun, with eyes shut lily pads and no frog legs and the sky’s a blinding blue......

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... I hate it when a girl rolls her eyes, because that means she's on to my lies. And then it's harder to get her to let me under her sweater, and then on to the ultimate prize....

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...Today, even the hills seem blue. Unhappiness is just happiness ~ being torn to shreds by you. Bartleby: "I would prefer not to." Lawyer: "But Bartleby, you......

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...______________ The heroine dresses herself with pleasure, makes bed, and awaits her beloved _________________ Wearing bashfulness, concealed joy, Nigh impatient, blushing, no less coy, Lip......

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...Cold walls line the filthy, darkened highway underground, A breathless void, where daylight never makes a sound. No leafy shroud to cloak my weary, rugged frame, Dilated eyes, weak, trembl......

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...I have to become something It will iron out my faults Like a shirt with too many creases that still needs to be worn I’m a bed sheet with too many stains and too many folds from restless nights ......

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... I planned a trip to tropical island accompanied by a group of close friends. On way, one night we were compelled to spend at rest house for a party that ran grand. Sump......

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... After the party, I found in a stupor, my old bed getting tired of lasting confinement, decided to fly out. On wings of the bed-sheet turning into a soaring swan it started to flutter away bef......

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... One night in sleep I found my antiquated bed, tired of lasting confinement, decided to fly out. On wings of bed-sheet turning to a soaring swan, it started to flutter away before I could thwa......

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...Mr Spud Head is wearing a frown Some eejit stole his wife’s best gown His wife who’s called Myrtle Looks like a gross turtle Spud’s concerned that the chips are down They’re going ......

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...These Scars, they tell a story. A story that doesn’t end. End, the pain that has been behind me, following. Follow? Followed like a social media story. Story, is what i wish to tell but I c......

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...Through my unending vision, I look in her eyes to find pinks and reds blossom to life on the bed-sheet of roses that she, herself had woven by tiny threads of the vivid art her soul couldn’t......

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...Someone hurt monster's feelings, so he decided to eat. He ate a toaster, cord and all, quite a great treat. Devoured a couple of chickens, one with two crooked feet. Slathered up a bowl of gravy w......

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...One night you dream the bed you’re sleeping on, gets tired stuck in room, decides to fly out. On wings of bed-sheet turning soaring swan, it flutters away before you can shout. You’re stunne......

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