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Best Sweep It Under The Rug Poems

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If You Really Knew Me
If you Really Knew Me
By Kevin Robey
Febraury 16, 2013

If you really knew me, you’d see through these lies
The smiles and laughs, can’t conceal my eyes
You...

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© Laura Dee  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: sweep it under the rug, dark, death, depression, emo,
Form: Rhyme



Everything Is Not As It Seems
Back in '63,
I remember vividly,
only 6 years old,
and watching our
black and white tv,
showing Lee Harvey Oswald
being escorted down the hall,
handcuffed and under arrest,
when out of...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, allusion, america, remember, ,
Form: Light Verse
Looking Forward To Tomorrow
Looking Forward to Tomorrow 

Verse 1: I had searched around for the love of mine for an awful long time 
My heart is on fire...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, day, deep, depression, desire,
Form: Lyric
Genuine Sensation
Writing words that don't fit the occasion
It's as if I am lacking a genuine sensation
If only you'd stop stomping on me as if I'm the...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, emotions, faith, freedom, hope,
Form: Rhyme
Warning Behavior
well now, let’s see, 
if you live in “the land of the
free,” 
you get to see people get blown
away at a higher frequency these days,
because...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, life, dream, people, dream,
Form: Free verse



Crumbling Cracking Crushed
an impossibility. so it seems. 
how did we get to where we are?
An impossibility. ripped at the seams. 
How did I let my heart get...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, lost loveheart, lost, heart,
Form: I do not know?
Look What I Can Do
I can control the flow of tears.
Start a new nation of pioneers.
Build and teach a better school.
And I can split the atom of a molecule.

I...

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© Chris Matt  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: sweep it under the rug, history, life, philosophy, social,
Form: Rhyme
Mind Is Playing Tricks On Me
trapped within the very impulse of our loved beneath the perplexing ambush
we close the door of brevity with a slight adjustment of the hand when...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, angst, anxiety, art,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Incompetent Incumbent
Porous border
100 thousand Americans dead
Fentanyl poisoned. 
Courtesy of China, the cartels and little Joe Biden.
Sex trafficking and dirty coyotes.
Biological weapons
wet market alibi
gain of function.
Decriminalize drugs.
Close...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, drug, hate,
Form: Free verse
A Song That Almost Was Not Part Two
The lead role was in many a wishing female heart.
Numerous young actresses auditioned for the part
Mr. Fleming said, “We’re looking at girls day and night,
We...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, adventure, history, girl,
Form: Rhyme
Melancholy Times
13 July 2011 8:50 pm

Melancholy times are these
Sex and drugs and so called reality tv

Teaching children what young adults should know
Then watching them die and...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, lifefamily, family, drug,
Form: Rhyme
Dark Imprisoned Minds of Hate
today we are living in a world of hate
its a text, tweet & snap chat society
burning holes through there cell phone
no one gathers together &...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, art,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Black Lives Matter
Black lives matter is a statement of love not a statement of hate
So please erase the confusion from your face 
I wish they could hear...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, black african american, black
Form: Rhyme
Tupac Philosophy
carry me through the barren leaves in braids of trees life is a known mystery
locked horns with the mere notion of joy as a bat...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
The Poet In Me
at a glance one can vaguely see
 the true art of creativity
 through sullen wall of complexity
 I have fondly come to agree

 poetry is...

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Categories: sweep it under the rug, adventure, anxiety,
Form: Free verse

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