Best Greyer Poems

Another year older
Yet I feel just the same
Except my hair's turned greyer
and my knees are getting lame

I once had buns of steel
My mind was like a trap
But now that I am older
I don't put up with any crap

Sure my bod is sagging
I've got bags under...

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I'm really much too young to get old
Something's drastically out of whack
I'm still this handsome, charismatic dude
Why's this body giving me flack?

Strange lumps have appeared all over my bod
Don't think they were there yesterday
My hair seems a bit thinner and greyer
But I'm still young in...

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A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush
But man is slaved to fate,
No fun or spontaneity
Unless you speculate

You can’t keep a good man down
The candle’s sturdy wick,
Yet alcohol and ageing
Seems to do the trick.

Let he who is without sin
The first stone seek...

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He doesn’t like to socialize, nor does
he laugh at funny shows the way I do.
He suffers chronic pain and frets because
he’s worked so long and hard his whole life through.

We’ve had our ups and downs, and that’s for sure,
but I can overlook the bad. Our...

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I dated Mary Browne from out of town
 She was a lovely lass.
 She'd auburn hair and freckles and a perky little ass .
 The donkey carried her to Sunday school
 And all seemed well and bright.
 The lads were green with envy , especially...

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A hot and summer evening breeze
In jest tickled the napping bees
Incandescent, of floating musk
Shadows like dancing glow at dusk.

Hugging pine trees from branch to branch
Down on the grass gaily they hopped
Such a beauty I'd like to catch
To watch them dance, maybe make love
Freely, on the...

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The lovely smell of roses,
upon a Summer breeze!
Robins in the treetops,
singing happy melodies!

Precious purple, violets,
dandelions, in gold!
Queen Annes Lace on hilltops,
are treasures, to behold!

Spice Bush with its fragrance,
dogwoods bloom in white!
Bluebells in their sunny glow,
it's Summertime, all right!

However, Summertime is fading!
Autumn's on its way!
The sky's...

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A curvaceous young lady - Andrea
Had a cute tush or should I say rear
Men wanted to touch
Her bum (it was lush)
But her husband wouldn’t let them get near!


A beautiful lady Andrea
Her hair it turned greyer and greyer
She said my oh my
Reached for the hair dye
Rich...

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"this poem is not about what is written,but what is not written. . . " 
Greyer looms matter's of the.....? 					 
Beauty fades not there then.....?				          
Flowers live and die fact of ....?					   ...

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THE PRINCESS AND THE SWAN

As the storm raged, there were several knocks on the door,
She stood the completely drenched, from her head down to the floor.
This stunning princess was looking for somewhere to stay
Her name is Fiona; well, in this story anyway.

A handsome man answered...

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*“We never can just stop time. Or take moments back. Life doesn't work that way, does it?” Christine Feehan
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      Time Stops for No One

Relentless is the march of time*
It flits on and on...

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It’s a grey Monday 
Though I can still spot a little sun ray
Thought today I would have a morning race
Then I saw runners dragging their feet at a snail's pace

Would my Monday turn any greyer?
Having been waiting in a never ending prayer
Truly longing for the...

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BALLAD  OF   STRANGER.





I have come from a far off land
A stranger on the greyer steed
Thence I have seen my true love
Where all sweetness of her resides. 

She is a maid of starry nights
With hint of wistfulness in her eyes
Having tasted her starlit...

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Alone he stands silently but is not at his best,
And life it has crushing blows on him, hammering kept.
Thoughts keep flooding his mind as never ever,
And no one but him can fathom his life’s color, as it turns greyer.

He seeks a place which is tranquil...

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The USA is not a player
Trying to save the Ozone layer
There's cash to be made
Making people afraid
And blue skies quite a bit greyer!...

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