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Best Bite The Dust Poems

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While We Stay Silent
While we stay silent
The fight is going on.
In Chicago, Los Angeles, New York
The West Indies
And the Lebanon
All over the world
There is a tale to tell
Of...

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Categories: bite the dust, allusion, black african american,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Social Distancing
The earth seems flat and Godot decided to arrive on the scene

Like a boil stuck on a pancake dressed as a trans gender carnival queen

He...

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Categories: bite the dust, dark,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Empty Swing
Is it still there, swaying in the
Chicago air?
I dream of myself with dark,
ribboned braids, being just seven.
And swinging my tanned legs as
hard as I Could,,trying...

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Categories: bite the dust, america, angst, freedom, nostalgia,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Grace In-Pours
Grace in-pours, if in God we trust
The welcome mat is laid
Erst ego cravings bite the dust
Ascension ready made 

As bliss pulsations race 
We see God...

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Categories: bite the dust, god, joy,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Let Your Light Shine
It’s true that we are different, but life can be tough for all of us
No matter who we are, we all shall one day bite...

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Categories: bite the dust, inspiration,
Form: Couplet



Premium Member Unquotable Quotes: Addictions: Smokes, Drugs, Sex, Films and Sleep - Xl, Part One
Unquotable quotes: Addictions: Smokes, Drugs, Sex, Films and Sleep – XL

Where the hand leads, the eyes close.
When the eyes shut, imagination is on fire.
What you...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bite the dust, abuse, addiction, baby, drug,
Form: Epigram
I Am a Dandelion
Why would I want to be a flower
when I can smell as sweet?
Why would I want to be an ephemeral spectacle
when I can be an...

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Categories: bite the dust, flower,
Form: Free verse
Ephemeral Epiphany
Like a flower that wilts, 
Like a tower on stilts, 
This life's just a vapour, 
Bite the dust, time scraper, 

Like the fall of Eden,...

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Categories: bite the dust, life, simile, time,
Form: Rhyme
Helium Balloons
Helium balloons may last
Well past when they're inflated,
Although longevity like that
Is vastly overrated.

For who needs "Welcome Baby" ones
When yours is two years old;
And most "Congratulations"...

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Categories: bite the dust, celebration,
Form: Rhyme
Isn'T the Same Old Spiel
8/10/17


Be careful what you ask for
Next thing you know it wasn't all that great, or you want even more

This isn't the same old spiel
I'll tell...

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Categories: bite the dust, dark, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Great Wait
In America, after World War 2 and the war in Korea,              ...

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Categories: bite the dust, america, black african american,
Form: Couplet
Overcome
It's not my imagination, the tribulation surrounding me. Everyday's a struggle, to hustle, necessity. But, who are they to judge who I am and where...

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Categories: bite the dust, prison,
Form: Carpe Diem
Premium Member The Punisher and the Punished
The Punisher and the PunishEd

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bite the dust, conflict, creation, god, men,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Angel Dust
Never seen beautiful angels
sprinkle angel dust on me
as snowflakes on a leafless tree,
and I don't expect them to alter things
when they swoop down with their...

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Categories: bite the dust, death, introspection, life, nature,
Form: Rhyme
The Show Must Go On
My heart gently weeps yet again
For the long lost song of Mercury.
I know it’s been some 27 years since he left the stage we mortals...

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© A. P.  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: bite the dust, moving on, music, poems,
Form: Elegy

Book: Shattered Sighs