Chanted Poems - Poems about Chanted

...A pretty big gate it was... Overseeing the strict soldiers at the entrance. Firmly, they stood with heavy weapons. Stepped inside the picturesque place, Gentle girls welcomed with gr......

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...Drop got dropped, Formed inside a rain. Thought the way about, And a possible aim. Praying also chanted For getting along pure. Lake to get blended, Making itself secure! Worry is getting......

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...I first met you, heard you on a beach in Cornwall, Jennifer; I fourteen, you, a soft, mellow chanted, sybaritic siren. Still, the Hurdy Gurdy man stopped, looked across, smiled at this boy.......

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...The Vatican hides many books, but some stories bleed through stone. He was Pope Fourteen, God's chosen hand, A shepherd cloaked in crimson and command. But beneath the weight of holy crowns,......

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...Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, she shone like the midnight sun. I must confess, she look......

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...I sat there. Stewing. Angry at the world. That day, on Easter, I had witnessed a Christian church service. It was cult-like. They worshiped beings, having little proof of their existence.......

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...I DON'T FEAR YOU BREAKING INTO MY HOME PUTTING STICKERS ON MARRIAGE CERTIFICATES I GUESS YOU'RE STILL STALKING ME WHAT 23 YEARS YOU ARRIVED WITH THE GUNMAN WHAT A BLESSING YOU ACTUALLY CUT YOUR HAND ......

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...The town, ripped up like a carpet—flung to the side like a broken leg. In its scar the soldiers marched. Chanted for a ruler who ate in his highchair while he penned in their death warrants. Overhead......

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...I hold three magic rocks, in my hand Rolling them over and over and over Leaving this reality behind, far behind Remembering that magical day and time We were young, care-free and in our childh......

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...amare tumi Ashesh Unending a bliss from you in me , mystic thy muse is such a sweet amen quenched once, rejuvenated again, life reborn, endeared , again and again So many valleys en carved so......

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...This poem is dedicated to my best friend kat. For we are all demons! Demons In ages of old, when myths held sway, Demons walked Earth, at the......

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...A wizened boy who lived at seventy-two Oak Relaxed in his tub with a lemon salt soak Ate a curly pretzel, downed a harsh throat coke An honest child who sprang from truthful folk Dressed himsel......

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...The baby in the check-out line was the only one smiling. The cage free eggs and the free-range eggs met at a boundaries workshop. The lone golf course Goose struggled to get out of the sand tra......

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...He would not have done anything bad they chanted Because he was a minister, a man of God She could not be guilty, the neighbors agreed She loved the children, she could not hurt them They are all......

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...Can you hear them? The tribal chants Chanted only when a member advance Can you feel it reverberating in your bones? Can you hear the distant tribal people's tones? With binoculars - watch th......

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