Crowed Poems - Poems about Crowed

It was an early dawn of December, Gentle roosters began to crow in the huts, ...

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Slept in this morning what a treat Roosters have crowed I've gone back to sleep Hens have laid eggs Pain in my legs Haven't adjusted to the morning drumbeat...

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Roosters gathered And handed over Duty to father chicks...

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Rooster grew up strong as rock, ambitious but all it could do was to weep, weep whenever he opened his mouth to crow other roosters rushed to kick and bite him Young hens often surround the proud rooster they spread red carpet of love and honor but the rooster could do nothing in response to avoid provoking other roosters monitoring Young...

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The sound of the cicadas, piercing in the darkness, dree ... They massed thunderous, unobserved sounds nocturnal, dree ... crashing through the high it ... of and in .. wild ... disturbed, dree ... In alarm the crow forgot him, the other, the sand, the surf and the sixty gray rocks below the tree tops there A friend was he...

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Crowed. when we sleep we breathe so freely because our eyes are closed; strangers try to see right through me but my eyes show them exposed; a wooden ship guides me nearly but the compass it told; a mind can think so very clearly but emotion overflowed; remembering life was so very easy when your...

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A man alone is such a small thing To face a world with hungers Is not as easy as it seems His heart and mind are torn between The Word of God and what he see's His heart can waver and follow the mind Fears and worries multiply in time In the word it says we should fear not Surrounded by troubles the...

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its a pain so many taking train its the city subway this is everyday in evening and morning hours its the a real rush hours some there fair they pay to ride that CROWED SUBWAY...

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Click, click, click I sit here listening to the tap of keys I sit here with tears streaming down my face I sit here letting the pressures of my life weigh down on me I sit here no one sees my body tremble I sit here no one hears my ragged breaths I sit here listing to the tap of keys I sit here Click, click,...

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