Bought Poems - Poems about Bought

Wielded like a loaded gun His phone was thrusted forth Proof of what I knew was false Refusing all discourse Armed with but an empty tweet Chosen by a bot His mind was trapped inside a myth Whose fiction dearly — bought (Rosemont College: April, 2025) ...

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I bought the world. Can you see where the merchant likes to sit? I wanted to buy, that strange thing that pearled. I offered my heart but it wasn't enough. So, I offered my spirit, for they should never be apart. But he would not trade for it. The shady merchant offered me riches in gold. envy of people, a...

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All the fake stunts I pulled, you never bought them, All the cigarettes I rolled, you never smoked them, I need a light in my life to illuminate all the darkness, I need a space to breathe, to heal from the pain that weighs on me. You and I, when we meet, we surpass all expectations, we lose ourselves...

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I traveled to Russia, bought me a horse When we got home, I had buyer’s remorse What would I feed it What does a horse eat Horse ordered vodka with beet borscht, of...

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l bought a classical guitar a dream l'v always had l dream't l could go far but is it just a fad ? So took my lesson first while sitting on the bed they said that is the worse bad habits in the head. Not easy as l thought l dream't ld learn in week my fingers are too short and my pinkies far too weak. l...

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Food thats good i beleive you'll find? raw milk Not the usual, therm-ed out kind. Link up with farmers, you can volunteer!! Supply some spirit, spread more cheer The bowler hatted farmer knows' his Onions along with dear old Vobes' And Brooks no nonsense Chris is in.' That people power is starting to spin.! A couple of million will do for...

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she was a woman who did what she ought with a smile that was a hundred watt all of her causes were valiantly fought her integrity cannot be taught confident since she was a tiny tot she does not fit in a pigeonhole slot as unique as any forget-me-knot a character who is not easily bought she charms even the weirdest crackpot always on...

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Even during the least happy times in our lives It is never so unhappy that we should ever lose hope Whoever said, “Tomorrow is another day” Had the secret to a happy life Another is, “Don't sweat the small stuff” So simple yet so obvious, it make a whole lot of sense I don't have any secrets or special potions...

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When time stands still and we never need to see a clock again, When life reveals the music and the light of grace, When hearts can feel all the wonder beneath its silent faith… I will remember that it was You, the only One who knew me, So well, your blood clung to me, Covering me in grace, leaving a...

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Said I know the guy who hacked your account. The one who put those things card. He found out who and what, and how He hacked your account. Said carry this heavy load. He put outrages tampering On your account. Using the critia he been Taught. Ordered toys and naughty Thangs. Said you bought...

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we were in Shallotte far away which is remote when we bought a boat we rode down a stream which did appear in a dream was rare so would seem house by bank we bought with me my wife I had brought love them both a lot knew nature was near bird at window would appear glad we have been here...

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was in line of thought related to what we have bought in a trap were caught...

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My mother was a perfectionist. A seamstress who made all of our clothes She would look at a dress in a window Run home and make it but prettier. I did not have a store-bought dress until I married. It cost $19.99 and I was askance! How dare they ask that much! My husband had to send me back to buy it....

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I bought a submarine. Not the sandwich either, a full on submarine. I got rid of all the useless stuff of course. Scrapped all the metal hulls, dumped the useless motor, left the curved propellers in rectangular dumpsters. I didn’t even splurge on the Captain’s wheel (though I definitely considered it). It came yesterday in...

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What a wonderful escape The gallery was inspiring With a mixed medium creation Of a street I've stood on And a view and moment in time I experienced Myself Beautiful Within (withon?) the walls Of the off high street gallery Was an original Lowry pencil drawing Paintings with names like Echoes (I like the word) Light and shade Had been played with And the in-between won I'm drawn into paintings Which I...

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