Eyesores Poems - Poems about Eyesores

...The limb elongates in the bodies flayed attempt at survival. Internal struggle, intelligently struggling in the maintaining of oxygen in a Bold yet desperate display. Feeble gravities Lungi......

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...We have evolved over the years As a people with a way of life We have learnt of a new way To express our anger at every passing day. They say you only die once, But today you have an option T......

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...I have lived my life believing these that I must work hard to make the Lord pleased. That I must work myself to the bone, to be allowed to approach his throne. I was afraid to approach him just a......

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...A Look Back at Eighteen Months Here-The Show is Over When your poems reside in a shoe, like mine, pounding the pavement to nowhere. The onset of blisters isn't imagined. Those blisters take ro......

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...Without morale The words of the monster are as shaky Unstable, like the north winds The demons and imagined stories they tell Haunt and reek Through their pores and tacky suits Like a ......

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...generally not worth a cent citizen bankers, agitately hankering with venomous, traitorous, riotous antithetical highjacking governmental statutes ......

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...generally not worth a cent citizen bankers, agitately hankering with venomous, traitorous, riotous antithetical highjacking governmental statutes ......

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...No embellishment or adornment can do justice to your perfection of form and inherent , innate beauty. What are baubles beside your perfect ear? Your slender neck would put Nefertiti'......

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...Born in a perennial sand storm Baddies tweet humble extremism The dove of peace shot down The white flag glowing crimson The sand blinds red eyes to the truth Chronically digging for the anoint......

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...dubbed trash by the many & revered by the few, sitting on the street curbs & nesting on the steps so if ya don’t like what you see you better rub em’ till’ they bleed & waiting on the piggies strol......

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...On the streets, mothers grilled guttersnipes, Not to squeeze runny nose and runaway, Perchance met by chance, Sangfroid song is sang by heart, Just an air breath of dare devil juveni......

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