Best Last Word Poems

As I seize from greener pasture
Forgive me for taking away nature
lives have always been in vain
stopping them from breathing with pain
I toil never to hold my gun
with tears full of fun
The sleepless night became difficult
Because hunting was my cult
I regret taking away this joy of...

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Divorce Decree
The Last Word...
	
You and me, 
we are free...
from each other.

You should be happy, 
I no longer have the right;
to make your dinner, 
clean your clothes, 
fold them and put them away. 
I no longer have the list...
to complete before you get home. 
The dishes...

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Steaming fire and ice      
Glomming armour and vice
A royal defence force
A charging horse

He’s sire
Knighted Sir.
A messiah
My hero

A skilled warlord
Conqueror of worlds
His regal sword
The last word...

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Texting whilst driving
Should not be a crime
I've got me a truck
That stops on a dime
I steer with my knees
Now isn't that cool?
Good God Almighty
Just look at that fool
Driving straight at me
And  texting away
We're going to crash
And ruin my day
Hold on a second
Life just isn't...

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The last word

For every end times
Too bad 
The heart bleeds
When goodbye 
Becomes 
The last word!...

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Someday at any time I could be gone…
When it happens don’t you dare be sad?
I am saved and living in God’s great beyond,
Enjoying the best times that I’ve ever had.

Now I hope to be caught up into the cloud,
However God’s timing and planning are right,
To...

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In those eyes, of china blue, where flames of love once raged,
I saw the loss of passion creep, as ardours hold assuaged.
And on my ear, where fell the sound, of yesterday’s life dream,
I heard the silent painful sound in Edvard Munch’s Scream.

Oh how the loss...

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YOU STARTED THIS WORD WAR LAST NIGHT,

THROWING YOUR WORDS LEFT AND RIGHT,

LITERING THE ROOM, I GRABED ME A BROOM

AND SWEEPT ALL THE WORDS OUT OF SIGHT.

IF YOU WANT TO THROW WORDS AT ME,

REMEMBER THAT CERTAIN WORDS STING.

IF YOU BE INCLINDED, TO GIVE ME A PIECE...

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The forest might not be mine,
But in my dreams i still cross that line.
my memories cant be forgotten
as i picture animals getting rotten.
I still want to hunt with pain,
but not to dream with any blood stain.
No to hunting,taking all animals as a pet
I hold them...

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THE LAST WORD

as barbs fly back and forth and tempers rise
do you often disagree and  keep feeding fire
that keeps dissention flowing in downward
spiral as things are said that are not meant

fatal stings of verbal attacks cause damages
breaking relationships not fixed or refurbished
beyond repair as...

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Tears that are never acknowledged suddenly take precedence unexpectedly within nocturnal callings
hidden wounds long festering never acknowledged sliced openly are silently hemorrhaging fears  
one’s loved least claimed through schematic vows haunts the night’s mechanisms ever consuming
while black tattooed weeds on a widow at no...

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this is an epitaph to uncle pat,
who died because he got over fat,
for breakfast he had cereals and toast,
but only two loaves of bread,he'd boast.
then for lunch,fish,chips and mushy peas,
he could eat three helpings of these,
then for tea,eight sausages,bacon and eggs,
until his weight finally broke...

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FREEDOM

One country... planet earth freedom
No boundaries… just on kingdom
One government for the people
All religion just one steeple
Yes… it can be done… we’ll prosper!

Wildlife sadly restrained freedom
Not for them a referendum
For them all… restraining boarders
We’ve no need to be such hoarders
Yes… it can be done… we’ll...

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each morn when dusk bids farewell, hark
hark natures batton, readies the dawn
it's virtuosos, the skylark
readies, too the daylighting morn
from up high, led the dawn chorus

unseen it does sing so loud, hark 
the dawn chorus now inspired
so loud a crescendo, all hark
skylark did all as  required
from up high, led the dawn chorus

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Last Word Poetry...

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‘LAST WORD’ POETRY LOVE'

it has transpired, my one true love.
I am possessed, writing poems,
words transcribed, my passion, my love.
Feelings for my wife, an omen,
that true peace, true love, can exist!

Extant life, lacks natural love.
Those that think it doesn't matter,
why look to the skies above?
Planet 'B',...

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