Click Poems - Poems about Click

Click, Clap, Ego Inflation They sit behind the veil of screen thinking cheating is a site unseen each clap a cheer that was never earned everyone laughs, for the spotlight is on shining light on the fraudsters pen vain deceit ghostly stats floating in silent scorn their own applause, no one cares what is a Baker if your bread is stale and unsold your store...

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Two opposites, unknown of their fate, Randomly surfed the wide internet before it was too late. From one end of the country to the other end. Scrolled and scrolled, like it was never going to end. Oh! It was just a click, that's how we met. From hesitant texts and calls, To glee when texts and calls are received And...

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the old klunker was my friend he lasted till the end clickety click clickety click i'd sit back feeling free words would come to me i'd have my glass of wine a sip at every line the images would soar until they could no more clickety click clickety Submitted on March 8, 2025 to contest ONLY MARCH 2025 POSTED sponsored by BRIAN STRAND - Honorable...

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Fake the caress of a loving hand Felt the pain of lust on demand Fingertips touch much more than skin Awaken thoughts purely filled with sin Love no longer is an action Words committed too soon after redaction Tainted by deceitful ball&chain true interaction Overhauled hype in our eyes distraction Endless display of desire on screen never one main attraction Too little hope...

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The day that you left me to go off to war, you hugged me and said with a shy little grin. Don’t worry son there’s nothing that can stop me, from making my way back home to you again. I remember the next time I saw you dad, you had holes in your arms where those needles live. An empty shell...

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“Mice” is nice but might be called “mouses” if a couple is next to a screen and there is no screaming from me except in excitement at my selection. That Razer Viper V2 Pro so light and quick under my palm. Point, click and scroll with complete control. Sexy as that is, mine’s plain old gray, like an old man in a squeaky...

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Wink at me and melt my heart Like only you can do Add your smile to it And I'll belong to you Indirectly I espy, Your presence what I seek And when I see you walking in I'm rendered without speech However that is not the case With what goes on inside No indication on my face Excitement's what I hide A momentary passing glance The locking...

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Click it, prose found online; The poet’s diary, these entries now public record; ...

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"It's been weeks now I've not heard from you It's hard not to think that you avoiding me I've tried to shake the feeling but I can't cause it's just that you, showed me the other side of life, you were so good to me" I've been going through a phase and I'm off all pages It's just me...

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It already seems so long ago transactions went 'clink, clink, clink' Now that we all buy online our 'turnstiles' go 'click, click, click' The first way requires me to get...

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Something came alive You set me free You know You are the one the rose inside my heart " The fire within my soul...

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Click A micka Click a micka slap slap slap Coletta was clicking out a jig after her nap She is up on a chair! Her grandma said with alarm. She is pure Irish, her daddy argued, full of charm. Click A micka Click a micka slap slide, slide. Coletta’s moves were more than grandma could abide. She returned home, fearing the...

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The magnificent spotted beast crept down to the cool lake In a ballerina’s way, slinking like a large flexible lizard I stood in silence, watching, not wanting to disturb or alarm She looked up at me as her tongue hit the water. With one click I took a photo I have shared around the world. Only one take?...

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Hi, there. I know I haven’t called for too long It’s not right, then again, it's not exactly wrong The time just flies by, and then ‘O, my’ Midnight is not the hour to try… So, please accept this call at a.m., 5:45 With your insomnia, you’re...

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