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Combustibles Poems - Poems about Combustibles


In Fire
...How would it feel if you've to breath your last in fire? Everything your heart loves, be cast; aghast! in fire! Living can't see afterlife which weakens beliefs: You'll decompose to soil or God ......

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Categories: combustibles, confidence, confusion, death, fear,
Form: Ghazal
Premium Member Heart's Desires Combustibles Fires
...In an instant flame was started Combustion fire A tickle under your feet Produces laughter Combustible fire Compassion filled with emotion Heart's desires Combustible fire My ey......

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Categories: combustibles, 7th grade, analogy, appreciation,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Now: Who
...Now, WHO The towering twilight's twinkle tumbles thither thusly trembles Terra's theater, thwarting tales, tabloids, tidbits, totaling terrible troubles tethered to those traveling to Tibet... ......

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Categories: combustibles, word play, words,
Form: Alliteration
Premium Member A Thin Line
...a thin line sparks combustibles, hot spots on the palms of your feet, ignored ~ ......

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Categories: combustibles, wisdom,
Form: Shape
Mingling Like Mmmmmmmmm
...What is the difference between a digger, a forklift truck, a spoon, and a toaster? None. Bread slices can be carried by forklifts and bread can be dug by a digger particularly if ground. The toaster ......

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Categories: combustibles, adventure, allegory, analogy,
Form: I do not know?



What
...what A multitude of dishes is just not a sanctuary of fishes. Ok? Did you hear the trinkling of the water omitting from the tap? Gaps are small and small is smell and smell is stagnantly sipping sto......

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Categories: combustibles, beauty, birthday, blessing,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Lady Fingers
...We were armed at fourteen with BB guns and reckless abandon. So started many of our cousinly adventures. Central Utah has hot, hot summers and little else going for it. We took to the sage in ......

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Categories: combustibles, adventure, brother, childhood, cousin,
Form: Prose
Fishing With Grenades
...Caravans sing my song Despite my regressive chalk outline Clouds wrestle mango dawn Urging me to shed my fleshy brine Wriggles I’ve undergone This rustic harmonic snakes my spine Lost beneath......

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Categories: combustibles, imagination, satire, timeme,
Form: Light Verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things