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Cranium Poems - Poems about Cranium


Four Eyed Cranium
Icy zephyrs slice through my cloak, a spectral wind, Exhale of dread, shudder and hasten, tremors awaken, Sensation of unseen gazes, pivot, yet no soul in sight. Hehe, narrow escape, her beauty, a tantalizing treat, morsel I yearn to savor, if you catch my drift, smirk unfurls across my visage as I skulk and stalk, trickle of anticipation as I admire...

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Categories: cranium, dark,
Form: Free verse
Aerobics For the Cranium 13
Brain cells in dead zone play mind games outlet to recharge 6-23-18...

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Categories: cranium, age, memory,
Form: Free verse



The Cranium and Premium of Injustice
Take society’s attitude Towards indifference as given Although women abhor gratitude For societal foibles forgiven In the face of the Christian faith That burns within a woman’s soul When Providence breath Scores a salutary goal In consonance with the motto One cheek slapped, the other cheek slapped In a pilgrimage grotto Where 2Pac rapped All eyes on me As though a woman were leper Society loved to hate with...

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Categories: cranium, poems,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Your Cranium
Listen up you people to this important news Might not have heard it, should drink lotsa booze That way today's news Will make you snooze Only thing important, your cranium won't bruise...

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Categories: cranium, anxiety,
Form: Limerick
Oh My Numb Cranium
Why did He let me break? Was it for a future's sake? How did you all get here? Are we all lost in epic fear? Keep pressing on, my dusked Dawn We welcome the sun, that's what we look upon Do away with these thots of you Do away...do away with these thots of you Do it...do it again...do it again... Do away with...

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Categories: cranium, deep,
Form: Lyric



Premium Member Serpent and the Cranium
Warm smooth coils round my head scales tickle my forehead I want to scratch quick tongue laps my ear The body moves… languid like water over smooth rock Or is the snake inside my head? Is there only one or many seething and writhing? Is the poison real or imaginary? If I move too fast...

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Categories: cranium, grief, imagery,
Form: Free verse

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