Cushions Poems - Poems about Cushions

Sofa Cushions I let the cushions on the sofa in the downstairs living room record my sleeping patterns because that’s what she loves to do. ...

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World of colours twinkling like stars, I really wonder, how mesmerising could be Bazaar. When one is low, When one is free, When one wants to have some fun, Going to bazaar would be awesome. Wow! See that shop. Don’t you feel, we should stop! Tinkling chimes, Hanging in line. I want to stop here for a while. Those sequinned cushions, All in white. Could there be...

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yaw rap per cushions red like muffled punches by the fuzz who stops speeding bullets engraved on their tombstone, a family made bringing safe streets to the older folks... yay man, the sin cup pay shun stuttered like a nervous kid, or ma self as a scared sullen boy, the nerdy geek, who felt the wrath...

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A head in a jam jar is equivalent to a ninety miles an hour speeding baa in a car but wheels on wool are often entertaining and never among pickles are diamonds thrown when watching such a fine spectacle. A beef in a suit and tie often swings as well as sings at a ball...

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Disentomb of a diseconomy is a discourse with or without a hat. To lick at a whip is to wave a wavelength overboard. Fifty nine fields and a jet cake then? Oh really must one epitomise the general population of the populace. And grabbing a jar of spawn is merely we the atom of a...

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Picturesque within bridals jewel box betwixt, the indigo and green ~ Spectrums hues; blue velvet cushions encasing crystallines form upon The mantels centre.... Inertias soul stirring amid the warmth of the fire Places caressing of ones deepened vivid hearts, juniper; retracing vintaged Wine, reflecting this light of loves hope within crystals glass ~ Flavours swirling beyond the pallidities once marking these,...

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raw jalapeno flame going in the body hard to sit when out...

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