Best Mixed Up Poems

For us to
Grasp the Love
There are promises of . . .

Of us
The promises
Are there for
Love to grasp . . .

Grasp to us
For the promises of
Love are there . . .

There are promises
of us for
Love to grasp the . . .

The promises of Love
Are there for...

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It’s a mixed up day
Nature wants to play
White snow with brown leaves
Blowing in the sunny breeze

Pinecones flattened on the road
In the arctic air, so cold
A white curtain at the mountain veils
Snow squalls fill the sky in trails

It’s a mixed up beautiful day
Nature wants to play
I...

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Mixed up stuff in a dumpster truck
Placed in front, lost out lady luck

Cut up chunks of a coral snake
Left in an oven too cold to bake

The dyed rice in a toxic brew
That if eaten leaves eyes askew

Yellow red and burnt out browns
Craftily topped with lemony...

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I used to think I was indecisive,
But now I'm not so sure,
I used to think I was thin,
But the scales told me more.
I used to think I was handsome,
But the mirror told me no,
Why can't I make my mind up,
I'm just a mixed up so...

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To make someone confused, their mixed feelings can be used to convince them that they are someone who is mixed-up. To make matters worse tell this person, “Do not take personally what I say.” Then, call them a mixed-up nut and walk away. How can...

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Benican said he could,
Jerrican was quite full,
Pellican catch a fish,
Jellican wobble in a dish,
Daisican grow a flower,
Wellican provide a shower,
Barbican cut your hair, 
Terrican eat a pear,
Jonican throw a lance,
Cancan is an exciting dance,
Billican boil some tea,
Would you sit and have some with me,
..............can you?...................

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Mixed Up Werds Twonite

I am often blinded in my verse
words evade my searching mind.
Down and blue from this curse
my thoughts should be refined.

I ache to write a great song
a little ditty to thus amuse.
Yet my words hide in a throng
of trash I am loathe to...

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Im sitting down just wondering why im here,
I think about so much and it suddenly becomes clear,

I live for the pain, the struggles, the torment of it all,
Though it hurts so much can i really make that call?,

I watch as nature ends so much around...

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I tiptoe to the best tree
Found here to make a Moody Winter
A dome generator Snowing
A time machine is flowing 

Dream if You can
Of Winters Whiter
I tiptoe lighter
Somebody, is it the Wizard that's helping you!

Does it matter!
Creation is creation after all..
Make it Clatter
Now!...

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All Mixed up.

All mixed up 


Screaming…without making a sound.
Wanting to pull all my hair out.
Meditation does not ease the pain.
Too much frustration is flying inside my brain.
Insanity is where I want to be.
It’s hard to keep a controled mined under these frightening things....

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What becomes of crazy mixed up kids fifty years on?
They become crazy mixed up elderly he-goats.
I am in part a Protestant,
In part I am a Jew,
But then I am a Catholic,
on off-days an atheist, too.
I’m something of a socialist
and pay my union dues
from well-laundered Mafia...

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Did you hear about the moose, who thought he was a goose? He swam and he honked and even waddled when he walked. But it would make you cry, if you had seen it with your own eyes, the morning when that moose tried to...

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Mixed up, cornered and lost.
Questions.
Confusion.
Does she love me like I love her?
Sometimes good, or bad.
My journey causes me to overcome
to the newness of life.
Grasp this new beginning.
Everyone shall see.
No matter if her love is true,
I go on for me....

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They become crazy mixed up elderly he-goats.

I am in part a Protestant,
In part I am a Jew,
But then I am a Catholic,
on off-days an atheist, too.

I’m something of a socialist
and pay my union dues
from well-laundered Mafia funds.
Psst! Have you got your share, too?

If they’d put...

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"Wordplay hides a key to reality that the dictionary
 tries in vain to lock inside every free word.”

                         Julio Cortázar, Around...

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