Best Pull Poems

Today I feel the pull
of gravity
on the depth of my depravity
There within that cavity 
resides my anxiety
It seeps out of my porosity 
feeding the insanity

I fear the shadowy part
that craves my heart
In the darkness my eyes dart
convinced I’ll be ultimately 
ripped apart

The thoughts and images
That...

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Percy pig was feeling quite shaken -
He'd heard pigs were slaughtered for bacon
Turning white as a sheet
He then started to bleat
As a sheep could he be mistaken!

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Dear Becca I’d love to pull up a chair
But I don’t have a moment to spare
I’m exhausted, just look I’m deadbeat
I wish god gave me ten pairs of feet

I slave for you all night and day
For a miserly five dollars of pay
I serve food just...

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just an average typical morning within this same old town
avoiding all the neighbors that nosily creep these grounds
while all these other folks keep busy bodying gossiping and all
who has whiter teeth, bigger boobs, or the cutest guy at the mall
i stopped at the library to...

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pull the cloth from your eyes
look no further
gently turn your attention
towards its plaid patterns
its glimmering splendor
dwarfed by the dawn of day...

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Wow—is the word!
You are something most surprising
I can feel you boiling in my blood
Waiting, trusting in that torrent
Of psychic union and revelation

You lock eyes with me—
They are blue, love-stricken, wild
I am pleasantly frightened
And comforted all at once!
Somewhere in your stare
You have managed to caress my...

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Do you ever just feel,
Like you don't belong,
This planet just crushing you,
Into its own shape.
Do you ever just feel,
Like you don't fit in this world,
Society overwhelming your senses.
Like somewhere else,
Far out there, 
Beyond the clouds,
And the sky,
Beyond the brightly lit moon,
And the glimmering star-lights,
Something, something...

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Pull Your Blade From My Bleeding Back


Pull your blade from my bleeding back
the cut can thus bleed all the more
Your deceit so deep I've lost all track
your love is, crap water on a dirty shore!

Stand back and watch me hurt and bleed
can you destroy my...

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Move me into the light
Pull me away from these ghosts
Fill me with something I can feel
Awaken every inch of me with your touch
It's like waking from a nightmare
Your hands keep me burning inside
Longing for more
Your mouth electrifies me
Needing you deeper and deeper
Pushing,pulling,screaming,awakening to something primal
Everything...

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The snake coils in the sun,
spectacles sheathing her eyes, 
trunk warming against the earth.
They say she feels nothing,
only the hiss of hunger,
the strike of instinct.
But watch—
how she lingers where the light is softest,
how she curves herself into the shape of what she trusts,
how she returns,...

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Inflate the ego at your own risk
lest the air go to the head
with results that few pursue
when doom arrives at the end

the race is run against the wind
lifting those who seek to fly
the balloon rising high
before falling to the ground

pushed by storms that twirl within
a...

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I sought a soul akin to mine;
Like Zeus’s Athena
And Alexander’s Hephestian;  
In oracle and verse-
Transient of continents
From the warm breath of the New World 
to the Whispering sands of the old, 
so Ancient and archaic-
I consorted with shimmering stars and
Conversed with the deepest of...

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Nervous
Erratic
Unstable
Responses
Obliterate
The
Intellect
Completely...

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In that September early evening
The waves came strolling in
From far beyond my line of sight.

The horizon was nothing 
But a fading glimpse of yesterday
As the day turned into night. 

Water lapped up on the sand
Completing its titanic, oceanic journey
Before turning back once more;

Flooding my mind...

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Like a character in a Dr Seuss book
I play the New Years “Push Me Pull You” game
Daily I stretch stubborn limbs
Into pretzel-like shapes 
Hoping to mitigate nature’s downward force
I beg my legs to carry me with a ballerina’s lightness
Instead I’m gratified to lumber like an...

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