Best Shrink Back Poems

Those little cracks you wear 
on the outside -
why must you dislike them so?
Show them unabashedly,
for every little crease and wrinkle 
is the sum total
of...

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You don’t have to pitch a tent
Nor build a house to stay
When thousands of us wander desperate
Without a home or place to rest,
You own a...

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Nothing Wrong With me

Through changing, rearranging
sometimes we lose our way.
We search for and we can't find
the things we long to say.

So we hide within ourselves
and...

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An old scholar called Mi Balls Hung Lo
Wished he could put his gonads on show
His poor wife got quite mad
But his daughter said “Dad…
just remember...

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I often shrink back and lose my faith,

God’s love with abandon I crave and chase,

I have moved mountains with just a glimmer of hope,

I have...

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He carries his troubles wherever he goes
The curse he conceals too easily shows
They shrink back in fear as the black tumor grows
He carries his troubles...

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‘BLACK SHEEP DRAWBACK’

Discouraged, anxious and unsure—pitch black tarmacs start their war
Petrified, panicked and distressed—uncertainty cracks amidst unwelcomed guests
Dissociated and desensitised a perfect attack—as nervous disposition...

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I want to know what you ache 
for
And if you dare to dream of 
meeting your heart’s longing
It doesn’t interest me how old 
you are
I...

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The Sins in the Heart 

Once I looked upon my love
With sorrow in my eyes
The beast had come and claimed me
As his devil bride
The emotions...

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Jackie Hall was very very tall
But I was very very small
I’d shrink back in the shadows for fear of being seen
Because Jackie and her gang...

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I awake, dull crusted in shadows,

to the swelling roar of hard rain on shingles
wetly dripp'd down rusted gutters,

air thick with cool moisture,
ozone sharp razor clean,

somehow,...

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Thinking I knew you from your smile
you wormed your way in with guile
my bete noire*, my bogey man
long of tooth and without a clan 
I...

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Sitter of the wee,
titan tamer of babies...
let them scream, cry, and drool
I cannot be uncool-ed.

Tick-tock the hours by and by,
as terror this child may try...
armed...

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My hair has always 
had a mind of its own
Stays doing whatever
it wants whenever 
it pleases
Just never bothers to do 
any of it, at my...

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I
The form we take
In the shape of a life
From trumpet birth blasts
To the final shadow sighs
The faithful leap
From a Dayton hill
To silver supersonic flight
A mountain...

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