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Brows Poems - Poems about Brows


Gazing
Your presence lights up every boring moment Maybe it's the warmth of your smile it could just be that beautiful smile you possess a captivating sense of sistication I love your style I really love your style Grace and confidence is what becomes you Your as perfect as you are beautiful Eres muy atractivo Tienes unos ojos preciosos Me encanta esters contigo Duration 3;30 "Gazing upon her beauty" or "Please...

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Categories: brows, music,
Form: Ballade
Premium Member In the zodiac of poets with furrowed brows, born from the shadow of the world devouring the moment
In the zodiac of poets with furrowed brows, born from the shadow of the world devouring the moment, I am tired of narrow verses, of word sculptures without soul and echo. Poems that whisper, halt - they fear their own sneeze, Now is the time for Big Poems, that grow from slime and mud, defiantly snatching themselves from heaps...

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Categories: brows, fantasy,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Painted Eye Brows
Occasionally I'll have a beer or two... But never do I get drunk Except one time in my early years... When I was a wild teen-age punk My friends and I bought a keg of beer... To go party and to have some fun We drank, and drank, all night long... Until the keg was...

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Categories: brows, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Furrowed Brows
Furrowed Brows My mind, a cornucopia of ripening words. Idle thoughts hanging loose pollinated by the muse Temptation’s beauty dances on the winds of change an audience of one. ©11/3/2017 submitted to – CORNUCOPIA – Poetry contest...

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Categories: brows, analogy,
Form: I do not know?
Brown Eyed Brows
This might sound cliché but I’m in love with your eye —brows, I particularly love the way they just sit over your eyes The way they salute— Slightly curved but acute When you want to say Hi and when it’s time to say bye they just slumber and die In fact— It’s difficult to tell if your face is intact Your temple wrinkles with...

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Categories: brows, beauty
Form: ABC



Brows
What can be said about me? Everything I am naked; All eyes on me, and I on them With each wrinkle a story told. Mostly hatred, but fear not far For family, friend, foe, and kin These canyons deepen each time we meet I soften yet, but for a moment. A ridge is chiseled by His grace...

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Categories: brows, nature, peace
Form: Free verse

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