Cupboard Poems - Poems about Cupboard

morning blooms i wilt in contrast i will die looking out of the window i will keep watching for you to come back home afternoon glows i fade in contrast i will die looking out of the window i will keep listening for you to turn the nob on that door branded with my broken heart evening glistens i darken even more in contrast i...

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I’m the man who lives in your cupboard And nobody knows I’m there So when you glasses are missing Or somebody’s been in your chair Or the milk’s not in the fridge Or the lid’s left off the jar Or your keys have gone missing When you really need the car It’s me who’s been a bit busy Playing little tricks, it’s just...

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This is by ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES... A SKELETON IN THE CUPBOARD: Chorus: Sometimes I scream up inexplicably, Since the nation is failing inextricably. Everything seems to be stagnant, And transgressions are at rampant. People dyeing through bad causes, Makes my mind orbits in brad courses. The story looks hapless to narrate, Just as it's hurting like a sharp serrate. Heheeee.... Hey Chorus: Sometimes I scream...

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I used to scrub my memory clean I packed the sadness Into an old cupboard Before I packed my tiredness Into the night And slept soundly I locked the rain and the wind outside I never let the cupboard open nor let the sun in Hoping that the sadness will degenerate and walk away With the old days And with the old cupboard When the...

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Oh childhood lullaby Yee of bedtime sheep tailored dream woven pillowcase Ticking striking momentum behind hidden crossed finger hand Conical , decoherence pyramid shape of future held in open palm In barren room furnished simply with a wardrobe hidden in a corner Beckoning forth an erstwhile champion to penetrable it's wonder-wall of secrets And relieve them of the key so as they can sleep...

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The cat pregnant Under the cupboard tasting comfort resting assured All seems better until this sleeping queen feels the hunger and the belly delays her meal. Context: whenever our cat gets pregnant she goes under the cupboard and has a very difficult time coming out cuz her baby bump gets stuck....

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Selfie at Wat Rong Khun temple, Thailand was the screen saver on my mobile phone. My three year old daughter asked ‘where’s this land?’ Heart fluttered, for I was not there alone, so I murmured something in monotone. Till date, when my daughter takes me aside, if asked, I’d say she was a tourist guide! Clandestine encounters of shady past, from phone erased,...

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Long gone, the flowers graceful heralds of Spring In yon meadow, a lone crow awaits a new blanket of snow No monarchs fill the air tree branches vacant stare The dreary dull colors suffuse hearts with despair Why, late in December is winter's cupboard still bare No ice ponds or snowmen or sleep for...

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Dear old woman who lives in a shoe The dear old woman who’s house is a shoe For Christmas she doesn't know what she can do She can't afford beer for seasonal cheer And her kids will have no presents this year. On top of it all her cupboard is bare She looked in her purse and nothing was there Hungry...

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My cupboard would not be, by any standard held considered neat or clean, nor free of crumb or dust. But stores I keep abound, enough to nourish me and keep me warm on nights, when hope is all but gone. Across the hall there sits a basement door, unlocked Where things that should not be await the darkened night Their thrumming...

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Oh Freddy , Freddy my buddy you haunt my dreams, and you play the violin you sit on my couch, wearing a bloody pouch you giggle and you creek, all your wooden little teeth your buckle is black, and a button you lack. It pours acid rain, when you run through my drains your fingers they're cold, as they choke me with their hold your eyes they roll, as you...

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My only thought on love resembles this: From such a distance I was nearly there, I watched a couple strip each other bare. They did a shot and shared a slobbered kiss, and it was smooth and it went down like bliss. He was the younger of the stumbling pair, (she had a thing for youth, that saucy mare), and twenty-seven drunk...

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Glimmer Shimmer Diet until thinner Bleach one's teeth Go under the surgeon's knife Live the Hollywood life Accumulate wealth Excercise daily Eat like a squirrel But if you don't feed the middle The bit between your head You might as well be dead Because you can't cheat yourself A shelf is still a shelf Despite the look of the cupboard...

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I’m kept hidden in the cupboard, always under lock and key; dare not come into the open how disgraceful it would be! I sit cramped, my bones are aching, a dark secret in the dark; I can’t even take a breather for a scandal it could spark. I’m condemned to live forever out of sight from prying eyes while my master’s troubled conscience covers...

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If the cupboard under the stairs could talk I wonder what it would say Would it tell me of those who hid in it When there was rent to pay What about the poor frightened child Back in nineteen forty Locked inside it for hours at a time Just for being naughty It could tell of the granda who sheltered inside When bombs...

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