Dungeon Poems - Poems about Dungeon

My heart is like an open book That only she can write in it A journal difficult to open More like a lock with no key Yet she opened it easily My heart never gathered courage To tell her how I feel inside Yet I have been in love with her Before she knew me My heart is like a dungeon Holding my feelings hostage Waiting...

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Goodbye again dungeon of memories where youngster self has bloomed In no time I'll be back again Like an echo in a song Bless the one who toiled for you Whose sweat and blood laid your foundation May her sunshine rise again In golden shades, her silver moon January 8, 2024, PST, BC...

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There's an angry, confused and sad man - I see it in his eyes Putting up a synthetic smile and front - his primary disguise He's choking and suffering in his pointless mundane life So the anger, rage, and hatred course thru his veins - he cuts himself w/ a knife He tries to hang himself - killing what...

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My mind is a slippery slope Once in, it’s hard to get out, Set in layers of intricate meshes You’ll get entangled in my evil ways… Beware, stay away! ~Contest: Premier Choice#1190 ~Sponsor: Brian strand...

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Like in a dungeon we live, Full of dissatisfaction and high charges of stuff With no sign of reduction but expansion As if we were victims of famine In a famished land. The rainbows of intercession speak not, And the markets, missing their right positions; In our little wages we battle with the economy But it seems it's overcoming us Starve! Starve!! Starve!!! We the...

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Over square miles a unique surgeon In the West African sub-region: Clearly,the tower in their region; Names of the other knives in dungeon... "Daddy,will I ever be like John Now and again in Germany's Bonn ?" But surgeon is facing religion And religion: "I'll defeat you, John: For you,surely,coming with legion, Which shall never fail to you bludgeon" It's surgery for delivery To The Church's...

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BI IN A DUNGEON “A beam of moonlight woke me up. I have had it enough; brushing up the dust in my lap, I rose. The dark dungeon in the valley… I scream out because they suffocate me in that dusty and rusty cage. They say am a beast. But- Oh! my lord…where art thou? Your princess is caged...

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If I had a doggie dungeon I could put Buddy down there. He eats shoes, tuna cans, cat food cans, belts, pajamas and other things. We are going through forty dollars of dog toys a week; it is not enough. But he is just a baby. A big adorable amber eyed baby who loves me. He loves my husband...

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Where can we go to find the creepiest scariest dungeon? She asked. I had to get out my travel books and research; it was quite a task. We finally agreed to go to London to see an evil looking gargoyle. He will twist your stomach into knots and make your blue blood boil. My friend was almost too frightened,...

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I professed my love, you flayed my skin With a rusted blunt razor, so cruel and mean You tried grabbing my soul, but I floated away To a giant heaven's gate, and back to Earth's bay Back in a new body, so fleshy and plumpy For the ninth time, in less than a century If fate claims to be fair, I...

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Trapped in a dungeon With chains drunken Tipping a glass of wine Thought’s intriguing then wondering If time will ever pass by Hanging over a cliff Balancing my time With handcuffs on And bars now closed Drunken am I Trapped in this dungeon from drinking wine...

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Running on cliff edges cranked her adrenalin Stagger of gravels' release, tipped in avalanche Scared her terrifically, able to surrendour then Driven to dare's taunt irresistible, emancipated Victims of her craft came willingly to her dim den Always too enthused, wiped smiles with debauchery Fools drooled like puppies, helpless lap belt men Guzzled foggy grape juice, succumbed to her...

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Have we rebuilt the tower of Babel With weary words of wireless babble? Do somnolent thoughts surf synapses On tidal waves of vacuous verbs? So tasteless, as baseless, and faceless Secret voices clamor, “I am here” In clusters of blabbing barnacles Encrusted, agape, to the Internet. Watchers, spectators doing little, Chasing minutia ever fresh. Turned into products; privacy shed In a passive world of dungeon dead. Endlessly...

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In an ancient castle, in a terrible, sorrowful dungeon, The guide showed the tourists a skeletons scatter. Tourists whispered in horror: - Who dumps them? The guide gloomily dropped: - It is already not matter, Irrelevant who they are, but ask yourself:- Why? People attempted to save money on guide?...

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Now At Last Into Hell's Dungeon He Was Cast, The First Battle, (Part One) From devil's cup black Stygian waters he drank from that first morbid hellish gate further he sank into a turbulent and malignant abyss a victim of that hideous she-devil's kiss his mission to deceive and gain lover's reprieve to become the hero some would never believe. Now at last...

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