Best End Product Poems
Once Upon a Christmas 1954 - Part One - a Short Story From My Memoir...Each year as Christmas rolls around, as I buckle under the pressure and stress of shopping for gifts for people that already have everything, I find myself remembering that Christmas of 1954.
Dad......
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Categories:
end product, christmas, nostalgia,
Form:
Narrative
You Are Who You Are...You Are Who You Are
(Dedicated to all students in Brunei)
You are who you are- a unique creature.
All men are your brothers but you’re different and rare.
None that came before, none that lives......
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Categories:
end product, character, destiny,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
Role-Model...When I was called little brother,
I smiled.
It meant I have an elder sibling.
One from whom I could learn,
To discern,
Between Light and Dark.
What about the Grey?
Only a few would about the grey;......
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Categories:
end product, character, community, conflict, courage,
Form:
Free verse
Prayer Solemnizing Vitality...Wise no adulation, dedication and gratification
not emphasized the other three hundred and sixty four days a year
question their role as consumed end product of taxidermist,
gnome hatter c......
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Categories:
end product, adventure, america, boat, courage,
Form:
Epic
Within the Walls...We often look at the person within the walls as the breaker ,
not the broken
the relentless evil that exists in this persons free will
The horror this person was willing to create
how they bruis......
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Categories:
end product, analogy, character, culture, discrimination,
Form:
Free verse
The Bastard...THE BASTARD
Oh! Poor bastard!
The end product of
flirtation
Shamefully brought
to the world
By his slutty mother
A dog she is
Caressed by that
dog-Nature
Father
In an ungodly manner
......
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Categories:
end product, life
Form:
ABC
I Grow Where Am Planted...POEM: I GROW WHERE I'M PLANTED.
BY SIMEON A.D. PANGU
Though I write rhyme
But I can't sing,
It not a limitation neither a crime,
I do it with pleasure for the joy it bring,
I can't paint......
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Categories:
end product, addiction, adventure, africa, anxiety,
Form:
Rhyme
Smelly Stuff Absorbed...Smelly Stuff Absorbed
There are many words for those excrements that appear on the fabric in
incremental solid and deliquescent motions because ingestion fulfils that
autonomous need to shed ab......
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Categories:
end product, pain,
Form:
Free verse
A Psalm To Solemnize Pure Tin Forefathers Mothers...A psalm to solemnize pure tin forefathers/mothers...
Who didst unknowingly, unquestionably,
and unwittingly script vitality
and the prologue to Thanksgiving,
(which theme poem initially writte......
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Categories:
end product, adventure, africa, age, america,
Form:
Rhyme
The Missus Unflagging Crocheting Efforts As Betsy Ross Incarnate...The missus unflagging crocheting efforts as Betsy Ross incarnate
With needle in hand incorporating love
in every single crochet stitch
that's my wife
tad more'n a quarter century ago
then newl......
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Categories:
end product, adventure, age, america, appreciation,
Form:
Free verse
Natural Selection a Theory Or Farce...I mean was Darwin thinking when he wrote this theory
When I studied Psychology and read this I said O’ dear me
Only the strong shall survive was his point
I think on this subject his jaw was out o......
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Categories:
end product, funnylove,
Form:
Rhyme
Can You Can a Comment...Can You Can a Comment
There are only certain things that are allowed
To happen all by yourself or in a big crowd
Like poems I have been writing as of late
On them having the power to concentrat......
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Categories:
end product, allegory, analogy, how i
Form:
Couplet
Unity...Oh unity,an opinion pescribed by love
The bond of cordial relationship
The boat saddled on the ocean of love
That moves on intensely like a ship
It grows on focusly like an hibiscus flower
It ......
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Categories:
end product, allegory,
Form:
Classicism
Inkless Pen...Solid lines of no solidarity;
scribbling at paper with an inkless pen.
Brain-check,
flash-back;
to a time when rhyme meant decent lines
in due time.
And now I’m stuck with this darn inkless p......
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Categories:
end product, inspirational, on work and
Form:
Free verse
All Ready...It’s on the brink
The result is on the brink
The outcome will be announced
The result will be pronounced
For everything done
There's always fun
So don't panic for whatever will be the e......
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Categories:
end product, inspirational
Form:
Light Verse