Congesting Poems - Poems about Congesting

...Scents of burnt embers flowing over my windowsills Charred are the palm tree fronds that once fanned the breeze Seized are the pods, timbers Torches sparking shrills Behold the......

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...Highways and overhead bridges Stretched like arteries and veins From the heart of the city Branching off to near and far Like that of a gigantic octopus Apartments, condours, administration cent......

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...Why do you want me To shoulder your bags? That are made of filthy rags Yet this seems to make You quite glad Can’t transport your own stuff Enough is enough You are a vagrant incarcerate ......

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...Here it comes, April on the wing squirrels chatter, birds sing, flowers rise and grow lilac scented pollen in the windy flow oh no, a tickle in my throat and nose, this is spring, oh what......

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...on this wonderful earth from our birth to the death unfortunately, we are travelling with worthless faith on the path, we are moving quite crazy by being lazy, omitting the truth, that is hidin......

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...Dear Local Boards of EcoSchool Education, Departments of Environmentally Protected Walkable Transportation, Cooperatively Maintaining Public-Private Works and STEAM Play and WinWin GreenGames, H......

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...Idolization towards the one you Want I can feel the wave of emotions flowing A heart stained by fantasies trying to manifest All the joy I’ve known all my life, I want you to be a part of it To h......

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... Galactic curls in spirals swirl, entwining twisted mystery, where time unrolls in blackened holes, no longer bright and blistery, but writ like runes on starry dunes enclosed in cosmic histor......

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...I lay here alone I close my eyes and I listen there is nothing not even the sound of my breath the silence is so impervious and profuse I am suffocating in your reticence your muteness is congesting......

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...I have heard people declaim That Africa is the dark continent Plagued by war, sickness and famine The aridity of such a claim Has left my people to pine. Yes, I grant through the years, Afric......

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...Arise young man for you're sat in my chair it's a black and tan fact that I always sit there. My body's effete I envisage a pause insipid responses are'nt helping the cause. Disrupting proceedi......

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