Best Kiddish Poems

KIDDISH
               
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Kiddish

     Visited a posh shop on soft toys
     for little babies, girls, also boys,
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(I'm into a little bit of social service because of which I got a chance to visit a psychiatric center yesterday.  This poem is my...

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Innocence has its travails of 
Losing the true identity of
Being touchy versus being sensitive.

I ruined many beautiful moments
Forsook my joys to reel in entanglements
Of lively...

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She is, like seasons of my beautiful land
Smiles of spring, rain drops of winter
Impish of summer and giddy of autumn
Like a swift river her laughter...

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Couple
                   

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Feelings “

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When I dream , I dream about ,

What we dreamed together,

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U didn’t have ambition,

U wanted to have someone who actually can ask u,

How...

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Wisdom tree is broken down,
From the peak of hand in hands,it can't be replaced,
When condition got worse, 
No leaves were found on its branch, 
Thinking...

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Nakhamuna see shed, the loin in public
Cover your bed, don't let open
Nakhamuna be man, away from pubic

Nakhamuna young lad, make yours history
Your tongue drips gossip,...

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“recently scenes of early life have stolen into my mind, live breezes blown..”
    Quote by _ Samuel Taylor Coleridge.

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First was sweet and innocent 
Second was shy but arrogant 
Third is smart and beautiful 
Fourth is dumb and fool
Fifth used to act cool 
Sixth...

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From my bedroom window I see daily
Black berry tree swaying in wind.
I wait for April to come eagerly
For then the tree would be laden with...

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O children how beautiful the sea
with its white foam clouds,
its turquoise blooms,
its kiddish push’n pull,
its whirlpool, its briny drink…

salt like liquor — be careful of
where...

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The crickets
In perfect harmony with the frogs
Serenade Bachianas outside our window
Inspiring the candle to a seductive dance.
Tempted by the candle’s charm
Your hands shape into a...

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No one will truly know
what it's like to be me.
what it's like to be a slave,
a slave to your own mind.
My words are gibberish,
and my...

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