Erasable Poems - Poems about Erasable

...I was born in a banana republic, Between the carnivorous chains of Françafrique, In an open-air dumpster, Where tyranny, barbarity, and savagery speak with arrogance. I am perfumed with all the n......

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...The pen is mightier than the sword The pen is the copyist of every word Just don’t combine “pen is” as a paper headline once did report And it might be mightier because it seeks pleasure and not w......

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...My pencil’s waiting patiently To transfer what I think Onto pages in my notebook (More erasable than ink). It follows my commands and yet The words are then erased, Rejected for another round......

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...There is a line drawn straight and true By a pencil of fear Its erasable Seems simple in context But so difficult to write In world so consumed by regret Where does a simple line in life come ......

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...1. Shapeless Pain How I wish the mirror were a cinema screen, Portraying that which makes up dreams and imagination. How I wish it had filters to colour my skin, For now I stare at what is far ......

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...Her erasable brain has never let her down. After information is used, it no longer hangs around. She memorizes all kinds of junk for a weird math test. Not keeping one ounce of this knowledge ahea......

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...Visions unendurable Thoughts not erasable Tracers of red Running through my heard Yellow smoke for the dust off Brings tears Death and destruction Memories of loss Haunting images Ghosts......

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...Is there no place for us ? In this world of work and fuss ? We came to fulfil our dreams Leaving our noble motherland with goodbye tear streams We are prisoners of a dark dank cell called race ......

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...Living in constantly erasable pictures Im storming off stage!! When did dullness become so widespread? Who or what beast of night and shadow of day feeds off there very lives the......

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...Shivering as the winter cold Blows in as if an open door you hold A child's life was sold To a new country he was told That his old life was replaceable Soon exposed to a mother's sin which ......

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... Memorial Day 2016 Written: by Tom Wright Each Memorial Day is like a magnet That holds captive, my thoughts, Of those before me who didn’t return, And to those who returned That w......

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...Black lipstick whispers are vapor streams spoken gothic complexion spiraling ether. Trails taper erratic, split imperfection; ripples on French Riviera. Descriptions of love disappear as s......

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...Messages scribbled on the bathroom stall I can't even comprehend it all The number is fake And I never met Jake But that interpretational art has got my attention I think there's something I fo......

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... Memorial Day 2016 Written: by Tom Wright Each Memorial Day is like a magnet That holds captive, my thoughts, Of those before me who didn’t return, And to those who returned That w......

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...as I watch you my eyes so pure, only a few lenses after my eyes so impure, only a few hurts after I see the joy that feels.. the great of the great happiness that fills your heart I guess......

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