Desertion Poems - Poems about Desertion

So she thought she chose the man of her heart But he walk away old did he part Walls of dessertion This man left his wife Packed up and walked away started a new life He was into her yet not into her he was a liar and a thief Mentally and physically he beat her down he was a false...

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There once was a fellow lived in Pakistan Who married a woman from Afghanistan She refused the veil He said "what the hell?" And went off to join up with the Taliban. written July 28, 2021...

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To hold you again is my greatest desire, To see in your eyes that which attracted me The first time. Al my dreams are wrapped up in your life. All my hopes are waiting for you to realize I love you. I can’t concentrate because you’re on my mind I can’t relate to anyone who isn’t Just like you. I need you now more...

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An Invocation Owusu Ansah! He birthed water it retained its wetness the water was not licked dry. Break your wooden confines! Get out! Get off! Get up! Shake off the Pincers, the vein grippers. Come Back! Madam, they go deaf, that is the price they pay for...

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Barren fields of mind-expanding, within eyes dusty… Forever dreaming oasis, with winds howling cold. Ringing sounds of silence, tiresome travelling step by step… Deceiving thirst occupied by illusions, of fermenting thoughts standing still. Demanding deserts daunting, within daylight defiant… Barren fields amidst broken hearts, of lost souls sacrificed. Silhouettes of sands blowing, forgotten images thru endless time… Storms of sorrow-drowning, amongst whirlpools wandering. ...this is what I call a '360 backward...

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Desertion the wind whispers “lonely” at the roller coaster pier where happy screams of delight fright still haunt the atmosphere the rust moans “empty” on a deserted Ferris Wheel where lovers sought the height of night now only girders squeal the sky speaks in thunder above the amusement park a place where children’s laughs of glee echo in cold and dark 10/30/17 The Sounds of the Past Eve Roper,...

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I can taste Words you haven't yet spoken, Violent betrayals preordained To ooze over my blistered throat. Broken promises, Pinkies entwined While future fingers fade. I can taste Jokes you haven't yet told, Our precious snapshots Aired out for your friends. Cackling hyenas, Jackals tearing moments She and I both revered. Her poetry makes you laugh now; I can only imagine How mine will. I can taste A relationship you haven't yet...

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The poor lady was waiting On a stripped mouldy street Her feeble lungs were panting For drops of moisture She trembled with broken sob She was not a bird Her broken heart took wings Just to give a newborn kiss and hug She was waiting Shivering in hunger Deserted as a graveyard In bloodcurdling desolation She fell in with an incessant emotion Love is a bland name....

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