Best Lamed Poems

...Anne Murray did have quite the flurry, voice as a brook without crooks
 Canadian born, songs of forlorn, beautiful vibes, I subscribed
Such singing as a bird, the world has never heard, she splurge......

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...My face tiled in rubbles
make my troubles visible,
result of my lamed fights,
became my life unfeasible.

Don't talk about my mojo,
if you don't like it,
it will chase you all the time,
if yo......

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...This is a true story of seven students
Agone days of those ill-famed fiddles
Musing with drolleries – assiduity on catchy missies
And lamed against educators animalism.
Books usually kept aside b......

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...Oh my goodness
What have we here
The house work to do
I would rather not dare
Kids to feed plus the cat
If this is a humans life
You can keep that.

I am a boxer dog
With a lamed back leg
Called Cass......

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...They say that a tree is known by its fruit
But there are many trees whose fruits are unknown
Apple bearing pear and pear bearing apple
And a cherry blossom tree cannot bear sunflowers
"Keep out o......

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...The Cross is our crutch: we are lamed and maimed,
Crippling sin in our soul,
Defiled and scourged, our faith defamed,
Golgotha our gloried goal.

The Cross is a bludgeon for smiting down
Death ......

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...The Cross is our crutch: we are lamed and maimed,
Crippling sin in our soul,
Defiled and scourged, our faith defamed,
Golgotha our gloried goal.

The Cross is a bludgeon for smiting down
Death ......

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...In our bosom, we lie in shame,
In a tantalizing tone, they ask our name,
Our pride taken, we stand stolid and speechless
And our destiny had been made shapeless.

In our bosom, fear left us lame......

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...If night had memory, you would be
Soaked in darkness, a refusal of light,
Imprinted permanently, a flower etched in
Snow. I caught your lunar lip in a
Orchard of arrived song. I hold you
As the ......

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...I sit and sweat,
My pain does swell,
I'm living in
this unholy hell...

Time drags,
Like my lamed foot,
that twists and turns with glee,
The pain so much unendurable
Has got the best of me
......

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...You gave the empty space......
You gave the empty space,
We miss your smiling face;
The logical talks we had when we sat,
No quarrels, no fights during chats;
Even the Sun set,
When your body l......

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...Somewhere, not within an  earshot

not within the four corners of the room

not within the reach of  fingers

not within a grasp of a feeling,

not within an understanding

not where an eye could rea......

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...fester-whatsoever, was that,
my pen wasn't that ken,
many a times I stand to write,
but weak I feel and felt no to..

days came with no words
I slept all night thinking;
and yet couldn't see.
......

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...The sun is shining in my face and morning is filling me with grace
The trees are hanging low and you just have a few more hours to go
You are walking around and gallivanting in the town with a dece......

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...Black grass dances in the warm winter air
And furry quadrupeds run wild with the
Shackles of instinct.

The metallic creature gives spontaneous birth
To bipeds who desire to kill for sport;
Two......

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