Famish Poems - Poems about Famish

...What is it intrigues one to know existence Is it the thrive for life or living we endure Famine of life as deadly as dark soul we live Like book, covered words hidden inside beneath Definitio......

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...Out of the autumnal cold you arrive, humbly individuals and families come in. We're setting the linen table, your burdensome famish ends here. Feast with thanksgiving and God's Gospel. ~......

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... ----------------- Can't empty bowls be filled with rice each day? Whatever ever age, gender, color, or creed That mankind’s dire hunger be swept away, Not by crumbs when wheatfie......

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...Lemon tinted phase gilded skyline blown by ethereal fused mist eager bard imbued opal dream flotilla beyond tarnish while flash point chariots of gleam-well canvass astir or astern perfo......

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...gods harvest workers the hungry cry out to you.... let reaping begin children gather....their tears of hunger in the dust waiting for full bowls a band of famish circle their bellies....nursi......

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...Lemon tinted phase gilded skyline blown by ethereal fused mist eager bard imbued opal dream flotilla beyond tarnish while flash point chariots of gleam-well canvass astir or astern perfo......

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...I am thirsty I am sorely in drought famish earnestly starving I come to the Father To His son whom He allowed to be living water I come I am thirsty Lord Jesus I need replenishing come......

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.... Firstly lets gather our bindles for our tramp may cause ourn famish Well ......

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...What is She? She is a thought. an urge to go inside where eyes go blind. Where is She? She is here, a loadstone in the spinning wheels of our maelstroms. We carry Her, as a hunger, ye......

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...Whether passing a ball through the air or a peg on ice, the execution thereof is much like the game of life. It is also akin to the passings and transitioning of the ......

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...THE DEVIL dreads THE INTROVERT A metonym of metonymy, Introvertishly devilish. Never gets word famish, eruption of moods heated-up in solitary; Sudden upheaval wrecks a show. Even ......

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...Somehow you found yourself wide awake Not lonely but unsure of what to do Your other half is sound asleep and dreaming away You yourself is far from sleepy Your body is too energize from all t......

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...FEAST OF BEAUTY I thought humans don't eat humans and bands don't break bands But your beauty is eating me up - Cannibalism. Sheer barbarism and "taboolism", Not empathic and absolutely no ......

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...Pay The Damn Fee! I felt so famish. Yet I knew I had to pay a fee. I was in anguish. I wanted to plead. An alibi I needed to establish. So, no trouble would come for me One that didn’t sound......

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...BECAUSE I LOVE HER Because I love her, I gave my heart to her I battled my thought And wrote a poem for her. Because I love her, I traded my life for her I bought gold and silver for her.......

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