Carry Out Poems - Poems about Carry Out

...2024.5.26 Sunday, My house was broke in. The next day, you messaged me "Good morning". Two hours later, I explained about the robbery. "Invaded?? i went past and saw The police van this morning.......

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...You beckon to me, and I respond. You open the door and take me by the hand. You guide me as I see, learn, and sometimes comprehend. You script and unfurl, And I play my role, desiring to ......

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...Messengers Of Hope Our messengers of hope are leaders in the field, hardcore and always at the ready. Our messengers of hope are here countable no matter their cause. Our messengers of hope ......

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...An Amazing Son I wouldn’t trade you for the world. I enjoy spending time with ya. All my belongings will be yours one day. You will carry out my last name. I miss you when we're not togethe......

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...Each person has his own teacher and mentor By their example, they inspire us to go through life Attain and arrive to our peaks with dignity To achieve success in everything we do I want to exp......

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...Two wood pigeons on the hedge Two thrushes fly low Over the uncut lawn Unfamiliar voices behind the door Then the door opens Two men carry out packed cardboard boxes In a few minutes the loadin......

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... Life is full of daily routine just things we do each day they can get pretty boring but they are required come what may We have a set of things to do that needs discipline to carry out but ......

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... I HAVE EVERY THING. I have a family, The only member in it was me. I have a partner in crime, We both steal some time. To beat the cancer and disease. I have a partner in music, We both play......

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...God looks at Death, and it nods, It knows that it’s time for them to walk together, They journey across the sunlit fields, And through the meadows of night. There’s an onus for God and a ca......

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...Is this music made of magic? Or does it vent its violence fired by fury, fuelled by force? Does music trip Milton’s light fantastic with nimble heartedness - or fight with furore, feast on frenz......

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... I said, "let's do this" John said "Okay , if you'd like to follow me" And took me downstairs to what seemed like a medical facility There were about five others in the room waiting for me t......

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...These are English translations by of Latin poems written by the ancient Roman female poet Sulpicia. V. Reproach for Indifference by Sulpicia translation by Michael R. Burch Have you no ki......

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...I read sadness in your eyes, It is a sadness written with new words, By the writer of love dramas, Who wants us to die at the end of the book. I am the actor who listens And knows how to c......

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...The story goes that men have only one thing on their mind But down throughout the ages there are men far more refined Sometimes man is called upon to do the righteous thing And carry out the wish......

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...Cacophony of liquored lips would underscore the room That cafe bar that I recall an adolescent’s doom Yet not of age to then partake ......

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