Best Third Class Poems

for the third class life is surrounded by, not a single affirmative element but utter negativity, it may be a condemned one, yet is still...

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ps. is it at The End that giants have no fear of shrinking,
     do giants mostly sit and rest on their...

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They hailed her as the empress of the waves
Supreme upon the ocean’s vast domain,
Yet those who watched her launch, and bid ‘Godspeed’,
Could never have foreseen...

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She couldn't contain her rhapsody demeanor much more
hugging her husband and gushing with excitement as he closed the door
the third class cabin was modest but...

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Alas, the world has changed
As the humans take control. 
They, for their own likes and dislikes, 
Have defined you, just as they please.
And now, you...

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To Trina Jacobs
285 Warren Street
Brooklyn, New York
11201, USA

My Dearest Trina
The time we spent together in London is my greatest treasure. I was so looking forward...

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There was a noble sadness hiding in her eyes.
She wears a smile, though elements of insecurities
Trembled in its corners...
Dignity and suffering, combating
for the control of...

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Come visit us under pink tinged twilight skies..
among boughs borne under a song laden tree. 
In fair view of land, meadows green coiling rise,
one hundred...

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12/28/18
I just received a gift from my {step}mother, 
Only three days late this year.
It's a Santa Claus soap dispenser... with a twirl and a twist....

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life is a train.
it has many classes
like HAPPY,SAD,ANGRY,PATIENCE,etc.
HAPPY is the FIRST class.
(i.e) our childhood.
SAD is the SECOND class.
(i.e) when something happens against our wish.
ANGRYis the...

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WHALING SHIP CAPTAIN’S LOVER
(Part 2 of 3)

Now Jorgie was a fierce one
Widowed   ‘fore she wed
The object of her passion
A Sea man lost and...

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The Schutzstaffel 

Pluck the stars, pluck the stars
and stack them on a train,
rip them from their sleepy beds
and march them through the rain.

Pluck the stars,...

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The promise of a brand new world and freedom at my feet.
A chance to breathe the city air and walk its concrete street.
My ticket was...

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THE REVOLUTION WILL BE TELEVISED

All the news you can use is no longer completely controlled
      by CNN, ABC, CBS OR...

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A Telegram from the Queen

An interview with Maisie Widdop,
On her very special day.
Her telegram from the queen has arrived,
and has something, she wants to say.

Maisie...

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