Dents Poems - Poems about Dents

...F acades of whorls and aches I ncantations of dents and ridges N umbness felt, freezes and pleat G entleness of touch, rubbed so neat E mblems of lights and shades R olling like thunder of gla......

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...if it were up to me i wouldn't be here. i would have left a long time ago. but others expect things of me. things that i have to do. and so i do them. and i'm not dead yet. from the m......

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... Light arrives from its flight wheeling behind its suitcase of shadows, exposures, echoes and consequences. It spills its hoard across the floor, and gathers remnant dark remains from dim co......

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...words seeking distilling life into lines I'm here I'm gone I sure a/f am more than moments and memories flesh and blood I made flesh and blood made me the dent that dents ......

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...the flaws you see when you look in the mirror are not visible to the world stop judging yourself so harshly stop diminishing your self worth you are not the sum total of all your failures nor......

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...Dimpled dents, not potholes I love, Fair unfair both, all doles I love. With most voted horses on sale, Steeds, stallions, colts and foals I love. Popular may be peoples’ rule, Ought such re......

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...Surreal sonnets found their way into the cavern of emptiness, Scrolling through rusting rhymes and concrete couplets, All in a chaotic cadence of crème de la crème. This hard-held heart bar......

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...She is with some taints: Her nose has some scents; Coming from some paints, Her neck has some dents; Shown by hidden vents, But she looks like saints.......

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...For real love, she eagerly waits, All she could get were several hates, Her lips even have many open gates, That deliberately close lates, Her eyes have several inbuilt baits, That still......

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...time... life exist-tents can not... transcend-dents-all ways... stan sand ......

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...opposite my upstairs relaxation chair window-corner be a pendulum clock ...above a low shelf-cabinet and below a black and white buddhist meditation image... the pendulum keeps swinging but......

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... The closet, once crammed with the styles of youth, holds not so much as a coat hanger. Dents in the carpet are the only evidence that a bed, dresser, and nightstand filled the room. The frilly ......

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...My dad loved that car. It was old and I was young. I got a scratch one day. I almost drove away. With that old car. But then he would be sad. But at least then… He wouldn’t know. Sadly, I di......

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...Just like this vessel, we all bear Marks of struggle, signs of wear. But beneath the surface, deep within Lies the essence of who we have been. Like a glass that has fallen And shattered upon ......

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...They sit around the table and a few will shed a tear Thinking about the kinfolk who are no longer here. The photos on the mantle are fading quickly with time, Just like all the m......

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