Best Allege Poems

A Roomba* in England went AWOL;
It disappeared from a hotel. 
They searched high and low 
All the spots it might go 
With no help from...

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A lane alone
A look alike
A lift aloft
A love alive
A luau aloha
A load allied
A laugh aloof
A lode allude
A lore allure
A loan align
A lodge allege
A lobo alibi
A...

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They wondered where the sunshine had all gone,
and gentle breezes warming spring's array;
the hues of pink that greeted breaking dawn,
and children’s laughter lighting up the...

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There is a bounty for our hearts Luv,
gold and fame for the flat riders who dare lower our flame
seeking to steal our fortune of raw...

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I stood in the graveyard all alone, 
With no-one else beside my ship, 
But nature seemed near to me, 
As it was marked repeatedly hip....

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Why so blue my little butterfly 
is it because you cannot fly 
have they closed the windows on you  
dimmed your pretty shades of...

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AS  THE CHOSEN WANDERS



                    MORTALS...

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They tell us once there was a crow.
Wavering alone in the peril zone 
The feeble is not straight on a clue.
It has been winging since...

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While strolling on this summer morn so fair
      with warming sun rays soft upon my cheeks
   and gentle...

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It’s over! Is your last sentence and final sentence.
You accused me of pushing you through the edges
Every time you’re giving up, I make a new...

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This is dedicated to all those who enjoy putting together different forms of poetry,
 as this is an attempt at both Acrostic and Monorhyme. 



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Poised at the universe’s edge,
In consternation, I allege,
“I’m lost, Dear Lord.” I beg and plead,
“Just show me the path; I’ll proceed.”

Fearful to stray from my...

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Ante mortem let us trust
For in the grave we turn to dust
Yet in life the poor are cursed
Our treatment post mortem is just.

The worms and...

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There were no gold medals to pin
and no starters gun to begin
but for sure we were out to win
      ...

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I remember 
Your anger 

The way your neck muscles 
Stood out 
As you cursed my name 

You showed up 
Uninvited 
with your pants 
Lower than...

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