Best Gears Poems

Do you know what grinds my gears?
Its been building in me for a few years.
People driving and texting, just letting their mind linger.
They almost hit me, then cut me off, then give me the finger. 

Then the teacher tells everyone not to text during class.
She...

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Christmas is in the air,
Santa is getting prepared,
Trying to fit into last years suit feels weird,
A little more weight that's what I feared,
Trying to get into his pants he tore the rear,
Getting into his jacket,rip,rip,arms tear,
Exposing Santa tall white hair,
Ho,ho,ho,I am not scared,
Snapping his fingers,Rudolph...

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Once there was a wise man called Joseph gears
True to his conscience believes Holy Spirit steers
Materialism, an addiction to kill one's soul
Jesus Christ, his leader model
Bloody gears! this world is for cracks ask your peer....

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Happiness burns,
Its a forest fire,
Accidents happen.

Something forgotten that glows,
Extra bright,
Too bright
Too silver
Too gold.
Or lacking skin there of by which the light gleams,

It burns in the blood,
In your chest,
Up your neck,
It just burns,
And then it catches fire,
And it rages. 

The crackling of memories buried long beneath...

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They stole my brand-new bike from where
I’d left it in the yard.
Since I was only eight years old,
I really took it hard.

I’d only had it for a week
But it fit all my needs – 
The brakes were on the handlebars
And wow! It had three speeds!

It...

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Stereo on, lightly, interrupting 
sounds of unease
Clicking of the left turning arrow
Chops into
Displeased auras, romantically 

He seeks it
Desperately
Through every glance
Blinking away in the dark
Hands on the steering wheel
white knuckled

Driving on reluctantly 

Feeling his power
Slipping away

Because he can’t let his woman get away

Analyzing things
So small but...

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Ever wonder 
how they think
they way the gears turn
why they say what they say
what they are thinking
the thoughts in their minds
how they function
why people do the things they do
i think about my mind
i think about the things i do
i relate my self
to others 
when i...

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Driving down the highway,
90 miles an hour,
trying to get back to you,
so I could give you flowers.

The truck she was purring like a kitten,
sweet sounding as she could be.
Sometimes seems she knew,
we were headed home you see.

What a wonderful truck she is,
never to give me...

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spending time, charmed by all the goodies
...a weight room, pool and foosball tables and
a padded room with a wrestling mat and dummies.

a kids paradise.  Little girls backflipping, colliding
with little boys. ...with choke holds and all.

upon disembarking this adventure, past the fountain,
and stepping on ritzy...

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Sam sung: "A Change Is Gonna Come."
So many since then. The politics of
pain and gain, all the smashed windows,
the struck dumb widows.

Mind-works unearthing the terminal.
The young riddled with old slugs
turn to the black hooded judge
imploring hands or clenched fists
revolving around forever sad eyes.

Inevitable change leaving...

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They say you can’t remember pain, but every time I hear your name, I can’t breathe, someone help me.
The memories won’t leave me alone, I’m beginning to spiral out of control.
It’s all too much the thought of your hands on my body, but you see;

these...

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In life we go through many phases.
And our minds go to many places.
Some people stay right where they are.
And sadly, don't go very far.

It's when we get outside ourselves.
And climb down off those dusty shelves.
That we can find a whole new world.
And spend them nuts...

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Shes' got me changing gears...

burning rubber everywhere...

she can drive this stick shift...

...ramming road blocks...

stop signs and red lights...

crime of passion...

speed is of the clock...

in my rear view...

I see the crash crew...

breaks have failed...

no pulling to the side...

I'll tap her fender

she will surrender...

driving blind...got to
get on...

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   Once moving,
   In conjunction with another.
   
   Moving gears relate,
   One to the other.
   
   Turning once,
   Moves another.
   
   As beasts eat,
 ...

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Dear people,
Grant it be a solid marble, marble, a slate or granite marble, it is still a stony marvel of a marble.
     -TheThird rock away, with just the right light to
 stay, way far from bright ...(yet just right for life)
It’s...

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