Best Brawled Poems

One day I delivered a poem
one that seemed to be premature
so I swaddled her up
and set her aside
to grow 'til I felt reassured

How she yowled...

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WOMEN SECRETS

Someone stretches his neck
Whenever she passes
Someone makes a nodding chuckle
Whenever she was heard talking

At times we brawled in pepper arguments
And she never suspects one...

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It was first all, beautiful
And the plain blue sky spanned on either sides
With snow-white flakes drifting religiously
Over light-green steeples into a land
Beyond what my bulgy...

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My brother in me sees a foe
And in that foe he sees a friend
In desperation, am stuck
For to flee, there is no end
And for my...

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The freezing glass shivered as the clock handle stroke, 
snow on Big Ben, just like you see in the books.
As the pages opened, from spring...

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Twinkly bunch with loaded school bags
Ambition injustice and itching their backs,
Cunning those faces in front of the gate
Heedful pupils well-chosen apparently late.  
A fistful...

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I have seen men carved from stone
rising above the Black Hills,
I’ve seen ancient trees born back when
Ceaser still worked his will,
felt a thundering water pound...

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The young lad sat in the old school room
To him the place felt like a tomb
He knew that he would be leaving soon
He felt restless

He...

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My man from youth grew
  Your life was full of superiority;
  You dazzled and demarcated, 
  Who does not belong must be...

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A RECALL
On that vale of thorn
Abreast we ambled.
Un-frazzled, to the hawthorn
We held.
Though a twinge we felt the 
Haw we sought, and heyday we
Dreamed of.
Out of...

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I often wonder at a knife-edge.
I thank, for this, the master craftsman;
Shine or dull; sharp; or blunt like a wedge,
Within them, hides vast arts a...

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Tongue soaked in tasty red
Painful water; it blots the bed
Vampires are at feast
Doom strikes whoever sucks least

Bursted veins, brawled roars
Shattered windows paving soars
Of beasts; two...

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Growing up my parents continuously brawled
Verbally and throwing things was the norm
This day was uniquely funny
My Sis thought it was not
As an adult my sister...

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Why couldn’t I see it? Why lie to myself that you weren’t the one I loved? I chose to fly alone, how could I reach...

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Old-time fans called him 'The Great White Hope'
    Larry Bird had to 'walk the tightrope'
  He was no dope; he knew...

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