Doomy Poems - Poems about Doomy

...God or the angels must be having their way today For there is a large happy white smile in the sky It was a cloudy gloomy doomy day until now I stare at the smile, wondering what it reflects Will......

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...Shadows are searching My footprints nowhere May be I am dreaming The dream of somewhere. Let's count with me till ten The dream of a writer, Imagination of a pen I know quite curious you ......

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...From the memoirs he smiled laughing evil might his cohorts agree an evil smile upon his burlapped face he opened his eyes to see he offered Crabgrass and Brier wreaths with ragweed pollen ......

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...he spoke dramatic: speaking truthof an uncertain future. He gave remedy and spoke of it's cost. They laughed and boo'd him They saw need to divide their loyties from rasionl thought. "A tommorrow ......

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...Auspicious notion losing momentum to perilous times of trauma and travail from Anguish churning through streams of Atrocious thick mud brewing up storms of grime peculiarities drawn from condemnatio......

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...THEY WROTE THINGS TO REMIND US NOT OF FEARS OF STORMS THEY MENTIONED CERTAIN DETAILS BUT NEVER WARNED AGAINST HARM THEY SIGHTED MADNESS AND RAGE THE EXPECTATIONS OF LUST THEY NEVR CREATED GUIDE......

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...At the seashore, a late evening. The scenic beauty; I am enjoying. People are running; So I am watching. Writing an unfinished story; Continuing from the moment of glory. Shallow waves touches ......

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...I am Dr. Mario and you bow down to me Look at my convincing skinny body (with green pigment, claws and) This is not a costume, I am so Italian I will give you abortion and (I'll eat your babies at......

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...THE LION'S RETURN FROM GATSEMANE Heavens rained anger like winter When love forged a lion to lamb Even the knight knife failed, while knights fled. Wept and wet with dews of doomy night. The......

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...SORROW SPRINGS IN BLACK SAVANNAH By Immaculata Ortner Sorrow springs in black savannah Where nature proved its pride Silence sting like ancient drone As dark melody rose Winging high in spike like ......

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...I’m back from the aborted time Where mother earth’s womb foiled me an innocent prime A crime precipitated with tears of revenge on my carefree mondaine, Again I’ve come, ushered by thunderstorms and ......

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