Burning The Midnight Oil Poems - Poems about Burning The Midnight Oil

... Getting up after the fall, Standing again and accepting the call. Giving it the proverbial 'college try' Burning the midnight oil and remembering his 'why'… Standing in the batter's box......

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... Burning the midnight oil while writing this poem one line at a time looking for reason searching for meaning making words scan and having them rhyme consider the hands of a clock as ar......

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...Earth Day April 22nd 2024 I lament bidding Gaia's creatures adieu, an inner conflict dust brew within this scribe, who offers ye to chew (like sweet treats metaphorically) thee do tee incumben......

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...The blueprint marked the plan of her life. Just like an architect she was, she constructed it perfectly Drawing it to the very detail she wanted it to be. Ink dripping, paper raffling, on to work ......

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...I live in a city that never sleeps! Notice people moving here and there… Engaged in their routine activities… Minding not their surroundings! Those who love burning the midnight oil… Found busy ......

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...Take the time to glance all around you And to let yourself warm up At the joy that you can see lighting up Everyone's faces When you all glow with the freshness Of youth While still in your ado......

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...They found the smoking dagger Happiness is a loving family in another city True friends stab you in the front He’s a wolf in cheap clothing He received a decease and desist order I shot ......

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...POETIC PREFACE: An inner conflict dust brew within this scribe, who offers ye to chew (like sweet treats metaphorically) thee do tee incumbent, when Doomsday clock counts down minutes few acc......

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...Fire Dramatic much? One would think you were the flame of Passion. Shall I re-introduce you so that you can make your entrance again?! In your flashy clothes, that you wisk down your run......

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...Dear Edward, Grow out your wings first before you flap them, little bird. Your wings aren't strong enough to fly just yet; keep your feet firmly planted on the ground, for now. Keep the ......

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...Words like Sanskrit curses, Verses to burn the paper, As their eyes burning the midnight oil. Darkness sculpted into poetry. Of broken dreams and living nightmares. Poems for the rebels and......

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...an inner conflict dust brew within this scribe, who offers ye to chew (like sweet treats metaphorically) thee do tee incumbent, when Doomsday clock counts down minutes few according Al G......

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...Don't Give A Flying Fart you get pulled over and have no seat belt on don't give a flying fart you wake up late for school and you don't want to go you ask your mom please but she still says no ......

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...I wonder what it could be The glowing merry marble Curve of my masculine hands and legs That draws them to me like bees to honey. I stand here for their eyes to drink up Like a mirror hanging......

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...Hungry For Heaven you struck a chord yet deep within white lines that filtered through my brain the lover in life is not the sinner the less that you give your a taker through the head o......

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