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 all that you have experienced -
the sum of your disappointments and afflictions,
but also the sum total of every single time
you...

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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 house with a magic door,
That opens at will without a key or latch.
Well protected from all wicked wight
Safe from all...

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what I stem from in view
the too small pot with too little soil
yet, I appear whole, to have grown

placed between things to balance
my God, it works to provide support
the moments of perfection, so brief!

I must hold my breath, linger 
~ the fear and knowledge of...

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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 pray the world don't see.
While whispering to our heart
there's something wrong with me.

A part of us the heart of us
so...

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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 to add a big bow”

By Jan Allison 

Now Hung Lo was really Gung Ho.
He had his big bow now in...

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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 enslaved nations and to children sold dope,

I am the salt of the earth and a scourge of mankind,

I strive with...

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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 wherever he goes

He carries his troubles wherever he goes
He refused to re-pay the debt that he owes
Throw him to the...

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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 follows predictable tracks
Another prestigious black tie event—suites and shoes will seldom boycott consents

Perfected flair keeping companies in the black—elegantly formal...

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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 want to know if u'll risk 
looking like a fool for love 
For Ur dream, for the adventure 
of being...

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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 that swirled through my head
The possession that the beast took
Left me cold hearted, vulnerable
Disgusting, vile
Until the day he died
I never...

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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, the sod grew a deep green coat in one night
as dogwoods shed blossoms like fragrant dandruff,

when did spring arrive?
my mind...

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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 convenience
Will take its sweet time 
to grow 
When I'm most keen to 
own a 'fro
Loves to split into these little...

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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 were very very mean.

My only time of sanctuary was when I heard the bell
I’d dash out of the classroom, and...

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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 let you in, a worm with style.

le grand faux pas*, angel vile,
seeming weak, yet, so versatile.
Hobgoblin of dread, bogey man...

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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 with diapers and wipes
we learn potty 101.

Pee in the tub,
poo he smears and rubs...
on the floor; in the trash,
count to...

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