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Bequeath Poems - Poems about Bequeath


Bequeath of Teeth
Not to question the Almighty Though when planning out our life He Might have done a better job In the designing of the gob For in the matter of our teeth Far from a permanent bequeath They’re like friends for aye of sorrow Here today and gone tomorrow I suggest a bold revisor For the molars and incisors Chance in later evolution A less...

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Categories: bequeath, body, thanksgiving,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Bequeath Life
Grieved our word by breach of faintness. Fraud pains and shivers us wordless Had no clue, what had given us God, join us in one love and grace. Heaven is broad secret above. Our parents' love will aid and move. Ready to merge in love and sense God, join us in one love and grace. Strange...

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Categories: bequeath, analogy, beauty, encouraging, growth,
Form: Kyrielle



Premium Member The Frozen Nighttime Rain
Raw pain cries, from inside out. The frozen nighttime rain continues With a whispered willow’s throw; Dangling verbs, wording their amusement. Black sheath ever marching, Grown to cover blankets, toys, And sparkling noise Provided for our elders, friends, And not so much an enemy Our mirrored image shown. Breathe out our bequeathment In prose-filled feelings blown. Alone unable,...

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Categories: bequeath, pain, rain,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Thus Did Bequeath
lurch out of a haze thought love had brought now was past- every breath I take 10/29/2019...

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Categories: bequeath, absence, love, pain,
Form: Senryu
Batt Bequeath
I'm falling and I know it. Yet I see the one's below me. And I say I have to help them when no-one can say that each be. Where the only thing in common is a ground been pulled beneath. Where no-one has seen the help sign and the others batt bequeath....

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Categories: bequeath, analogy, bangla, bereavement, education,
Form: Quatrain



Plato's Bequeath
An extravagance of leisure —exploiting the time Beyond the reach of my Grandfathers —the joy and the pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)...

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Categories: bequeath, freedom,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member You Get This When I Am Dead
You, my most favorite darling, get my grandfather clock said she. When I am dead. Unapologetic, diabolical laugh. You, sweetie pie, get my off-key piano stated easily. To keep in my tiny efficiency apartment? Is she daft? And you, honey babe, get my jewelry, she prettily pointed out. Indicating her only grandchild who does not like jewels. Grandma was directing...

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Categories: bequeath, death,
Form: Light Verse
I Bequeath To You My Teddy
I can hardly wait to meet you To hold you and to greet you As I await for your arrival My darling sweet Grandchild My heart is overflowing Such love I have for you You are in my heart already I bequeath to you my Teddy A precious, shabby, well-loved bear He’ll keep you safe when I’m not there I can hardly wait to...

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Categories: bequeath, celebration, emotions, feelings, grandchild,
Form: Rhyme
Plato's Bequeath
The extravagance of leisure —to have exploited spare time Beyond the reach of my grandfathers —beyond the joy and the pain (Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2016)...

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Categories: bequeath, remember,
Form: Free verse
Bequeath To Future Generations
D-o bequeath to future generations, A-ll the lessons of yesterday; N-ovember twenty-second morn I-s learning with Wednesday. E-arnestly bequeath to future generations, L-eaving to them the faith and love; L-et them live with firm hope I-n the sight of one God above. B-equeath to future generations R-ight path toward glorious abode; A-llow them to know...

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Categories: bequeath, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
Premium Member Villanelle: Bequeath Not An Image Which Isn'T Wholly Your Own
Villanelle : Bequeath not an image which is not wholly your own Bequeath not an image which is not wholly your own No not all the tasters of Isphaha can patch it back whole Living did you your true voice with packs of lies loan Poetasters all to echolalia Babel be haunted gone Where words will sour and curdle...

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Categories: bequeath, creation, poetry, poets,
Form: Villanelle
I Bequeath
Having lived and now no more These treasures I bequeath To death I leave a body grown weary At the time it called To life I leave memories that are a mind field And may not reveal all about me To the world I leave my poetry To those that claimed to know me I leave the sound of my laughter To my family...

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Categories: bequeath, death,
Form: Verse
Bequeath No Inlaid Jewel Brocade (Sonnet)
Bequeath to me no inlaid jewel brocade If you are called before God calls to me. Your saphire blues and ruby reds will fade But give me fire that fueled your heart so free. Your glowing flame a gift from God to thee As comfort balm to calm and warm the years. If death should call...

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Categories: bequeath, death, god, me, fire,
Form: Sonnet
Bequeath
put teeth in pillow,eat jello and stay soft,apartment loft is off the distance,pessimistic me,is she free?ill go look see....

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Categories: bequeath, adventure,
Form: ABC

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