Exasperations Poems - Poems about Exasperations

...If I didn’t reach out or ask who you are, Nothing would be bonded or even set. Movements would be an afterthought, and no names would I know. If I didn’t send words through internet streams an......

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...i am never without it(anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you ......

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...A Rebel With A Cause. . Am I a lesser man Because I didn’t live up to others Ideals and expectations I may have lost direction Does that make me a failure After all I’m only human And have ma......

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...Blames and allegations Conceited self-admiration Habitual fabrications Never ending Justifications Maligning reputations Backbiting and deceptions Derogatory manifestations Avoiding responsibi......

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...In the perfection, you become a prince and love is set free. Every emotional pain or loss I’ve ever known is forgotten for I have you. In the perfection, time and place are unimportant. There i......

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...The Letter I sent a letter to Lady Karma And that Blind Lady Justice . . . Hopefully they Will wake the "F" up And do their appointed jobs. I wrote this letter With my sh......

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...I am a lone moon drifter-- My dreams of light comes to life at night... I peek up at the moon at dawn to realize so soon her light is gone within a yawn. Strangely, my sorrow reli......

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...I’ve come to accept the fact that I’ll never feel The wind or sun on my skin again; these wounds won’t heal Death creeping ever slowly around the corner Life and Death; dreams are the dividing bor......

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...I gluide amongst the shadows that only few can see, A place so mysterious yet others long to be. My sinful dreams of longful yearnings, Have yet to be explored, do you hear?...my sultry voice. ......

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...Here I stand with decisions before me Poisonous thoughts infiltrate my mind Mystic euphoria from a non-existent utopia Stimulates my senses and taunts my soul Intervals becoming utter abomination......

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...I am so very tired Of death so endured, Of people winning races And sickness being cured. I grow so cold Of these repetitive pleas. Their meaningless exasperations And every cliche deed. ......

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