Best Worn Out Poems

By the light of a window sits an old man, his pennies he does count.
His hair is gray, his eyes are old, and there’s little in his bank account.
He has lived his life by the book of what is good, kind and just.
He had some...

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worn-out dreams and briny tears
 
hung upon the moon
 
sorely borne from long-held fears
 
they lit the night of June
 
with silvered light of sour notes
 
that echoed from her soul
 
and fell as rain to lie in moats
 
around the life he stole...

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Ive worn out these old cowboy boots to walk an endless plank of timeless dreams, you leave no trace except a tread mark of my broken heart.
I bare these wrinkeled scares to spare a portrait of this old town and country! I dared to go,is...

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“We made the spring cut!”  Said Rose the tattered gown.
“I was worried for a while, till she pulled me from the toss pile.”

 
“You’ve still a lot of wear left.”  Said Bea the threadbare robe.
"She likes how soft you have become, so you’re...

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I tap out the rhythm and the blues
While wearing these old worn out shoes


Any New Rhyming Couplet Contest...

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I am horse
Ride saddle 'pon my back
O'er plains of outer space or
O'er wishing grounds
My spit shine for a baker's bet
Wood is shrieker
And father my horse
Lay amongst the wary
And tell the hunter
Who's skin you enter soundly
Tell to him thy name;
Thy name is horse!...

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It is cold; the floor is damp,
It is mostly dark; there is no lamp.
Bars on the windows shield from the elements,
The tenement of the mind is diligently redolent.
Of the warmth he once felt
And the happiness that filled the space he dwelt
Now he cowers in the...

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She sat pondering her minds broken into places 
sifting through the files of a worn out relationship.
Why was it soooo hard to write thoughts into sentences
on those days with the rains sweeping through the pain
of such craziness? She knew it wasnt because of her
laziness. Maybe,...

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Nicotine stained hands
yellowed with age
cracked fingers shaking
inhaling his last breaths
drinking bottles of cheap wine
hardship his only crime.

Sunken eyes gone misty
remembering a different life
from long ago
now a distant memory
numbing every trace
of their loving faces
from his pain stricken mind.

Many harsh Winters lived
through every season
roaming on endless street
begging...

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Replenished thru the night	
Regaining positive light 

The days negative power
Outgrowing the greater by the hour

Seeking truth and knowledge
Making better soul to acknowledge

Teaching the creator all there is to know
Where are all the positive souls

Drained from the days light
Replenished thru the night

When the negativity has taken...

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My workouts just get tougher,
The older that I get.
All the pains that I suffer,
Just trying to stay fit.

Wish I felt just like I did,
More than thirty years ago.
Back when I was still a kid,
And my muscles still would grow.

Even though I don't look bad,
For someone...

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Worn Out Jeans

When dungarees came on the scene
these sturdy pants were meant to wear
soon late the names were changed to Jeans
they faded and begun to tear
then we would buy another pair
a new punk culture had emerged
the Jean took on another role
the price on worn out...

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( is slowly running out of ink   [][][]
              <[]His pen)……………………………………….…..  [][][][][]{
             !     ...

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I have a pair of sneakers;
They are holey on one side and ripped on the other.
These sneakers are so comfortable that I think my feet found a new home.
My sneakers have seen many places.
They have stepped on land in 32 states.
They have been to 2...

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You come around all the time
you beg and plead, cheat and steal
oh please and thank yous abound
until you get what you want
then you're off.

Never do we see you again
until you're in need
your face only shows
when your pharmacy runs low
your customers are children
you think you've done...

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