Folders Poems - Poems about Folders

...{Three o'clock on a December afternoon, the sky is opaque as my nature has stood out, the rain drizzles down my windows and I am distinctly reminded how it once drizzled down my back; the lacquers o......

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...|SEVEN MINUTES UNTIL OUR DEMISE {"Seven minutes left; the insistent buzz in my skull would never abrogate, it preserved on being continuously strenuous. My whacks on the veneer of the tiles went......

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...One step closer to finishing the project, The deadline is fast approaching, and it has to be perfect. Working hours after hours not to fall behind, The family is eating dinner—another night witho......

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...I got lost again in childlike wonder Looked for seashells while listening to thunder The rain it came soaked me to the core I paid it no mind while exploring the shore I removed my clot......

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...Certain appearances make me question our fufillmentship I’d bet my life that I’d find more comfort in a rock bottom Than in you Your mood swings are my fill of thrills for the whole year I do......

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...There are flakes of black stuck to my palm remnants of the bottle’s cheap paint clinging to the rich warmth of my veins It isn’t a surprise to find my water bottle in such a state simply anothe......

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...A “PAPA” coffee cup Not quite as old as Those who gave it to me. An old metal stapler, Part fastener, part weapon. 27 pencils which Can never be found when needed. Notes, scribbled cursive Th......

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...Born of Silicon and Oxygen, you hide in the Earth, Formed in shapes sizes of dust and rocks, and heavy boulders; Midst costly gems and stones and jewels, you have august worth, Electricals and opt......

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...I’ve only been at my fellowship gig a week, but It’s official, I’m a candy-striper. Sort of, I wear a blue vest, not the old, red-striped dress, but it’s the same job. I shadow my surgeon (Rebecca) m......

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...It was right on the tip of my tounge. I losed my thought in looking for something. Why aren't the folders marked: by tempo? Who putlyrics and rhymn on top. They erased melody and harmony ......

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...Take all your vitamins and meds, twice a day Exercise often, don't just 'play' Eat healthy foods, but sparingly No caffeine ever after mid-day Regular visits, doctor and dental ......

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...He had a disorderly mind. She had an ordered one. She had cerebral files, binders, alphabetized answers for every occasion. He would come to her with questions like - what-do-you-call-it ......

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...I am much aware of the previous records you read Both bearing my mark and my seal Carried no good, stocked with vile and deceit But I urge you brothers and sisters To think harder, coz I’ve been ......

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...I ran for a long time. And from alot of different things. And you can be running and not even know your running. My whole life was a sprint away from pain. My family called me so strong. T......

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...The dust accumulated from a span Of years that reaches well into the past, In folders placed from back when it began; Discrete events across a distance, vast. Like vapors freed by comet's forward......

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