Dismal Poems - Poems about Dismal

He slips the noose around her slender neck Cloaked and masked with heavy breath He can't help but be obsessed All the dolls hangin' around - pretty little lies that make not a sound The poison of passion imagined as they are undressed. The dead in their eyes is magnificent Ivory skin - chill to win Realm of the dark, lips apart,...

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it is a rainy August day in Kansas dismal? no, rather drizzle full An exciting day I am meeting Molly, my granddaughter joy parades through my veins at nineteen, I am thrilled she wants to meet her antique grandma but she does she honks and waves cuter than the last time I saw her which was a month ago...

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Wistful and withdrawn, I wander through the night Feeling grim and melancholy, a shroud of darkness tight Depression grips my heart, its hold is strong and true A gloomy cloud above me, my feelings all askew I hanker for light and happiness, a break from this despair But all I grasp around me is darkness everywhere I strain to shake the...

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I’ll apologise here at the start For this verse won’t appeal to your heart. So banal, it’s a shame But I’ll shoulder the blame ’Cos it's not rude, nor funny, nor smart!...

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in the dead of night you're the flame that ignites me the fire that consumes me AP: 3rd place 2022 Posted on November 4, 2022...

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Dismal is as dismal does And gloomy follows close Always a downer, etwas*, Seeking next a bigger dose. Dismal is as dismal does Heaping sorrow upon it How utterly sad it was ‘Twill never become a hit. Dismal is as dismal does Always a miserable mood Has its own downer buzz And, a p*ss-poor attitude. Written October 2, 2022 [*etwas is German for “something.”]...

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I know a woman in Birmingham Her marriage is a pitiful sham, She plays around She tries new ground, And gives it up, not giving a damn. Written October 2, 2022...

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It was December, 1956 and Christmas was approaching Mama was in the hospital and would be until the New Year While we were visiting, she said to my brother Jim and me “Your Santa presents are in the top of my closet. I am so Sorry I won’t be there on Christmas morning, but Santa Will come, just as he...

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All my socks were in the laundry And I was late for an appointment All the world was in a quandary My life is such a disappointment The skies turned dark with clouds Rain showers fell to the ground My heart was lost amid the crowds Where feelings simply confound Life left me certain I’d lost the prize I couldn’t feel anything except regret Wishing...

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The young mind weaved the tapestry of dream as an expectant mother floating on the wings of cloud nine. The flower of future she conceived in the realm of desire caressed gently with soft petals as it bloomed within her. Longing to see a part of her became reality she waited with the heart...

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A dreary dark dismal day Ruined now Wet and dripping My mood has changed into an Eyeore mood Everything bad coming my way Angry without knowing why Socks getting wet through my stupid shoes Would rain boots have helped? I remember you wanted me to have some. Those pink ones you tried to give me with polka dots But I was angry with...

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On this morning Thomas awoke Ready to take on a forecast predicting he would get soaked Still doubting thinking meteorology was a joke Headed outside Winds blowing no lie Running back under covers Twenty four hours washed out waiting for another Throughout the rainy day Wondering if everything was okay “I have nothing to say”...

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dismal aurora such personal wrong darkness looks under the light ~ swirling aurora distant placement flashes flare lights under the light 4/18/29 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2020...

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I am flung against the drab ashen phonon sky, weighted with ghostly iron clad jaws of bitter winter's grip, biting the feather-flared Doves gravid with fatigue from the ill-laden onerous air. The rough-coated dog with ice-tipped ears had surrendered to the corridor of gutters in the toilsome cold, a fugitive of neglect of his...

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Cletus O'Toole was a hopeless recruit Cletus cared for the army not one hoot He was the sergeants bane And deemed their rules inane He was asked to leave...

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