Disfiguring Poems - Poems about Disfiguring

... Some years ago I met a young lady Looked unhappy, a definite maybe I also found her pretty ugly too Never smiled or interacted with you. One day came modification in her She chatte......

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...Does it Matter? Does it matter today If a cross stood high On a hill Two thousand years ago? Does it matter today If there A man hung dying In company with criminals? To most, Long year......

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...Let me be the first to have the audacity to translate, This piece of mystery molded in a magical meadow of mistakes, The reckless subject, there, just standing still like a la......

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...Our love is like a tumor; It grows and grows and grows, And that can be so wonderful, unless it’s on your nose. Our love is like a tumor; It makes me want to shout, But after six months, baby......

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...Shut eyelids in duty-filled rooms Instant graveyards make of busy offices: A longing for robots to take over the brooms Or complete the suspended notices! Eyes are closed by wage-earners, In t......

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...Like the rapist and the molester, a nose-cutter with chilling impulses emerges from mind’s murky nook. He always drops atrocities in his wife-bin. Male chauvinism creates a concen......

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...VOICE OF PEACE Why oh why is our streets desolate? Different sounds of stray guns replacing the jubilant noise of children, turning our borders into theaters of war. We walk with the wrong ......

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... How strong is your love? Should a rather cruel fate befall me; a disfiguring accident robbing me of what first at......

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...There is an ambiance about you. A sadness but a rarity Wish I could individualize you... Impart.. Define you... I anticipate obliging you. Caressing your bruises Running my finge......

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...TORNADO SEASON storms of spring happening disfiguring squalls ~ ......

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...The House That Jack Built (Pt. 2) During Summer’s sweet vacation and sometimes on a school night, When most were safe in Dreamland and the Village bathed in moonlight, Nancy would toss gravel ......

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...Whose “image and likeness” I ache as my spirit recoils, denies the truth of what we have become. …in his image and likeness.. surely there could not be a “god” so disfigured, so ugly as t......

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...I scratch at my rib cage Nails clawing at my skin As if I could scrape away The extra weight I feel I've gained It's like the devil's inside of me He's disfiguring my bones I fall to my achin......

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...Almost a century ago Innocent blood was spilt Almost a century ago But there remains the guilt The world must acknowledge The Armenian genocide The blood won’t wash away There is no place to hide O......

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...(please note dunners are debt collectors) (Netto is a low cost Supermarket) In these isles of cheap illusion the kids run free, screaming for the sugar of childhood. While their mother walks on down......

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