Finger Poems - Poems about Finger

Blame Everyone likes to point fingers and Make sure someone else is Always at fault, but that can be a Lame excuse when the finger pointers share the Blame. ...

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Banjo if you want to bruise your ego try to learn the 5-string banjo I’m trying to learn Scruggs style and it definitely is a real trial three fingered right-handed rolls is a complete shock to my soul getting the timing down so, I don’t sound like a clown somewhere old Earl is having a laugh at every time I make a gaffe if ever I...

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Your hands are silent executioners, each finger a hungry guillotine, Let them glide over me slowly, like penance flowing as a slow river, Let them cut every last fragment of restraint that still binds us, This is not seduction, but a butchery of desires hidden beneath the skin. I want your breath to be a burning pyre in the...

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You say I should/ Pay for my crimes/ But, I'm innocent/ You won't be satisfied/ Till you put/ A bullet in my head/ You call me *****/ Because of my conviction/ But, I don't stoop/ To that level/ I never done that/ But, you won't stop/ Even after my body/ Lays in the ground/ You will always/ Have a reason/ To find fault with me/ You call yourself/ A... Christian/ But, your love for...

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The witches finger When night time falls on Halloween if you`re near the woods don’t linger For if you stand to long this night you`ll feel the Witches finger. It`s long and crooked with a pointy nail its skin is rough and grey It comes alive on Halloween night but dead and black by day. She wakens up but once...

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opens his mouth, crimson tongue of seduction, velvet blanket, petals by, as I delve, a plunderer of pleasure, my lips, a ship of delight, charting the uncharted waters of his terrain. guess you could say we're having a real 'cutthroat' relationship - I'm making the final edit....with a scalpel....

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mothers hands were claws in the end crippled from arthritis in sixteen years I will be that age I test my appendages daily looking for signs hoping they will have finger replacements by then...

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Put your finger down If you believed That Maandamano (Protests) would change the country Put your finger down If you were caught in the feeling That the revolution has been televised Put your finger down If you believed His excellency was shaken to humanity Put your finger down If you believed that the...

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And make you locks of effort, and give you some of my peanut butter after? Three dimensional you saw me and him, one siding loving and caring, wasting gifts and money, and mostly time. Because you knew my eyes never have gotten such a shine, but also then overlapped overdosis in suprise, leaving me in making crimes. You didn't touch my shoulder with your...

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Hamas, Palestine, Israel, Syria, Russia, Ukraine. China, Taiwan, North Korea, it’s becoming too insane. Old man Biden or old man Trump, might be another squeaker. It seems like hate keeps getting strong, while peace keeps getting weaker. Homophobia, transphobia, gender inequality. Abortions verses right to life, who knows which way it should be. Food’s infected, truth gets rejected, climate control is a mess. Debt ceiling,...

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"When Heaven gets overcrowded, place another setting at The Last Supper table," ... by the Poet. She would have been quite physical ...

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all of a sudden, with no warning at all the universe bestowed a beauteous boon space flickered setting our finger tips aflame within our form shone both the sun and the moon as bliss furrows deepen, the energy grid brightens there is no fixed pattern which we can discern these days tip of the nose too oft tingles enigmatic is God’s...

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700 Jews dead on the latest Holy Day 50 years to the day since the Yom Kippur Fray Hamas celebrations to be short-lived as Israel now lowers the boom Hamas' fighters and Palestinian pawns left holding the broom -- ...

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The frustration rises, like bile To fill my chest I feel a knot in my stomach A pit of vipers writhing. The eyes are watching my every move As I feel I can’t do right For doing wrong. I can’t put my finger on it Yet I know it’s not real. I know in my logical mind That I am...

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