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Disparate Poems - Poems about Disparate


Disparate Love
A professor of difficult sums Who led a simple and useful life Till he met Big Bertha from Beverley And took her to be his wife. It was a convention of difficult sums On the logistics of long haul Followed by a civic dinner Down the road in Hull Guildhall. The cabaret was wresting Big Bertha the main bout And she and the...

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Categories: disparate, fun, happy, humor, love,
Form: Rhyme
Yet They Smell Disparate
pain and anguish pours through the heart when they compare thy art; smiling across the lament when they snub your latent talent, they cannot procure the nectar by peeling petal by petal sepal by sepal, can only be snuck up by a bee. All are bright consummate flowers yet they smell disparate....

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Categories: disparate, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse



Disparate Matrimony
Unity of two whilst same gender. For love, for kinship, for the future. Tied by the very hands of Destiny. Of minute difference to the society. Yet recognized as a monstrosity. By those fueled by animosity. The government goes with the flow. Their people’s mindset they follow. Perception still stuck in perpetual limbo. Seen as despicable freaks of nature. Freaks who defy the traditionalists’ culture. It’s...

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Categories: disparate, change, community, culture, discrimination,
Form: Free verse
Disparate
These inanimate drops of rain Splashes on my window Your gloomy eyes stare Through that window into mine We are two different people We grappled the same fears Our hearts bleed in agony With a fragrance of melancholy That burns up our nostrils There’s no place we face Your visage hangs in my memories Primitive poems fade away…. Only to be brought back And cherished by someone...

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Categories: disparate, image,
Form: Free verse
Magpies and Disparate Anxious Thoughts
Woke up at four then with each passing train Been waiting all weekend for Monday again Saw two magpies but one of them was dead Is that sorrow or joy for a superstitious head? anxiety and worry is all about me I’m all on my own yet surrounded by family My age is now greater than my waist So there’s less...

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Categories: disparate, confusion, depression, fear,
Form: Dramatic Monologue




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