Boxing Day Poems - Poems about Boxing Day

The price of delayed gratification In the currency of patience, we pay the toll, For the price of delayed gratification takes its toll. We sacrifice the present for a distant gain, Enduring hardship, persevering through pain. In the quiet...Read the rest...

I know not who I am I know I'm a veteran I know not what I can do I know words can challenge you I know not if my words are expressive I know my words are not expensive I know...Read the rest...

I said I ain't been on no bike He said, 'Well, there it is.' Premature baldness and popcorn muscles I told him I got a B in History He said, 'What a life you're gonna have.' This is what I'm...Read the rest...

In the dance of shadows, secrets unfold, A controversial tale, daring and bold. A shadow's embrace, a silent connection, Whispers of obsession, a hidden reflection. Stalking in rhythm, a dubious affair, In the moonlit glow, temptation's snare. Priceless moments, or a...Read the rest...

I used to have cheese as a slice Boring , but it still tasted nice Then in Christmas 23 I had a present bought for me What a marvel, what a sight Greeted my eyes...Read the rest...

two titans clashed, exchanged trash talk; what splash they made!...Read the rest...

Put up shut up or knuckle under Step up now and feel my thunder You may think that I'm quite the clown That all ends when I knock you down They all call me the Master Blaster Iron fists of...Read the rest...

Hydrochloric acid fell on my hands and my eye The sharp moon and the terror of the dim sky It cuts me off with a spun of petals and a sigh The ink of the pen on my...Read the rest...

I want to fly To the high hill of a mile Where even the sun can't find me, The moon can't hide in Somewhere very close to the sky...Read the rest...

Tombstones And Cemetery Await Us All, Be Brave Howl of the blowing winds waywarder than others In the darkened cave where evil desires wait Caste us into stiff clans with warriors and brothers Those of evil wrath, villainy and...Read the rest...

they don't want dramatic parents anymore sentimental they got bored of them they are sick of exaltation they don't want the vehemence of which the parents hung on convinced that it would be freedom we those with a muzzle swollen by history we look...Read the rest...

Forever enough, always enough His love is more than enough He puts a bloodline between our foes And coaches us in His righteous moves Our fibers and genes will remember His power, mercy so tender Revolutionary shift is His promise Of unquenchable...Read the rest...

Twelve rounds of excitement Two rivals smiling in the middle of enchantment The bell rang... Both fighters were wild Two rough hands still mild The bell rang again -- end of first round. Second round... Gaiting horses, eluding kicks and punches Baiting bodies,...Read the rest...

The arena fully packed, All the ring girls looking sweet. The fighters in their corners, And the crowd was on their feet. The ref looked like a Zebra, Standing in the center ring. He called the two to join him, For the...Read the rest...

There once was a man, strong and tall With a heart that would never fall He walked with a purpose, head held high And always looked straight into the sky He worked hard every single day To provide for his...Read the rest...