Doormat Poems - Poems about Doormat

Doormat Sally Doormat Sally cried the moment she discovered that she was allergic to shoe wipe and cat pee. ...

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There it is at the front door just lying there on its own but it could tell many a tale with its memories, it has grown The postman comes with the mail so many messages to forth tell whether it's wet, sunny, or bright his finger even rings the bell This mat picks up such dirt needs a good wash now and then it receives...

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"What is life but a succession of preludes to unwritten words . . . " Quote by_Constance La France BLANK PAGES OF A DOORMAT a...

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Heaven’s doormat scribes our birthnames, woven from fine wicker, oblivious to sins or fame; holy entrance richer. Designed to cleanse our feet, past relatives we meet; entering, angels greet. Jesus will chat. Heaven’s doormat. Thursday, October 21, 2021 (Quietus) ...

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I used to pretend I did not have feelings. It was a family trait, instilled by everyone. Be a doormat is the message I received. Let everyone walk all over you. If they stomp do not wail Thank them. I sacrificed my own feelings for a long time. Thinking it was the Christian way, the desirable thing to do. Instilled by a mother...

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there will always be the misconception that i have managed to manipulate all of you to think i am the victim i have been victimized; but this is not the time nor the place i am not your second best i am not your therapist i am not your doormat i am angry i am hurt...

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Forgotten trails which I follow Only a feeling of lost sorrows Other path has been long closed The bloody gate leads to the road Promises broken just as the chain Reminding me all which made me insane Instead of premiting a different path Not for my good but for your own past The way you filled your words with greed Showing your enjoyment of...

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Being a good friend doesn't mean being a doormat, a true friend is the total opposite. 9-12-17 Alexis Y....

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How can I understand fear? A definition? A description? Evidence? Measurement? Reason? I don't understand. I can't Fear is a rush of hormones But I don't understand hormones Fear is my blood. Pulsing my veins But I can't understand pulse. Or veins And I don't know what blood is Yet Fear is the dark. But I only know dark I daren't enter the light. I don't know...

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The entrance into your life All innocent and without strife, I’m good looking and clean I welcome all, home without a scene, I’m friendly and open to all, From 2-4 legs, small to tall. I get stepped on all over, Without a complaint or bother. As my role, I remain loyal, And treat you like a royal. I get scuffed up and sometimes a kick, Without...

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Let me remind you of the days now gone And the mess you caused, all that was torn The pieces and the unmatching threads The anxiety that found refuge and was just a threat Let me caution you of the days now to come You better chew and swallow that gum Or better throw it nowhere close to me I've turned over...

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THE DOORMAT Closing its eyes The doormat sighs A sad rough tired sigh that breaks my heart It cannot move, for the wounds will ache It cannot stretch,, for the joints are all worn. A sad smile curls its lips As it mind wanders back To those days it was new And gleamed like crystal dew in the morning sun When it smelt...

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Excuses No Courage Keep your promises dude; Love...

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A Candid Doormat By Elton Camp Welcome mats are usually a lie There’s another version I’d try Rather than “Welcome,” It’d say Simply and truthfully, “Go Away” Especially those who “drop in” Be they relative or “friend” “I guess I should’ve called first” “Yep,” under my breath, I cursed “No, I’m real glad you came by.” I try to hide that it’s a total...

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The Revenge of a Doormat It is late at night happily not hot just like a friendly spring and I have forgotten to water my plant …. I have in the yard a 23 year old Cacti, he is the boss and has assured them that I will water them soon, and when he does be...

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