Best Nagging Poems

Stood upright, between two roads,
On a thin metal rail,
A solitary, brown coloured bottle 
Of beer,          ...

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Swept up into piles; everywhere 
Abouts; in collected heaps all 
Around.              ...

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Your theory makes quite the impression
But I have this nagging obsession
A huge mass of matter
Explodes in a scatter
This is a layman's 'dumb' question

From whence came...

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Falling in love's magical;
your heart feels like it's on fire.
And your ears only hear hope,
not the words of a liar.

When trust begins to weaken,
hope shores...

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The Rooster

He strutted ‘cross the barnyard tall and proud,
away from all the bustle of the crowd;
the other roosters in the yard felt cowed,
to him they...

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He misconstrued my intention of friendship
Forver sealing our fate to be acquaintances
Married to others with a nagging sense of loss
Keeping our mates at bay away...

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It's never anything big, just a nagging defeat
Of wanting to be exclusive in your ambit,
For in your eyes, I see an opportune disguise
Living as a...

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He'd be typing away on his desk
with blueprints for the next big thing,
While I'd be staring off into the azure sky
appreciating the "insignificant" things

You really...

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Delusional reality check

Do you feel it?
I know you do,

you know the feeling,
that nagging feeling

deep down inside,
inside your soul,
your psyche,

the part of you,
that even you don't...

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Too many hurricanes are causing havoc this season.  We might as well have a limerick collaboration about them since they seem to be in...

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One day I delivered a poem
one that seemed to be premature
so I swaddled her up
and set her aside
to grow 'til I felt reassured

How she yowled...

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“Activity makes my life colorful. To be quiescent is relaxing, but when it prolongs, I feel I am dead.” – By Poet



Day after day passes
With...

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The Leprechaun.

. 
Run, run, run as fast as you can...
I'm still gonna get you, my little green man...
I grabbed on to the gold buckle on...

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Thoughts of Two Dimensions

Yesterday, I loved your courtyards
bathed in moonlight's shadows and smiles,
smitten by wavering stars,
lanterns of my youth,
that are reflected as coins,
in the quiet...

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Eve 

So much for Adam talking to the Lord.
A conversation I am sure was bored .

Asking God for a women for him to receive.
Little did...

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