For What It Poems - Poems about For What It

..."The Last Time You Raised Your Hand" This is the last time you raise your hand against me. This skin, this temple, this war-torn body you tried to claim — I take it back. You thought lo......

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...The following account predicated on partial fact and a healthy dose of prevarication with an attendant overactive imagination. Trying to REM ember the waking stage of an emotionally tormenting dre......

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...I have a confession to make. I don't know the first thing about poetry. I don't know about the rules The rhymes The euphony That add to its glory, Its beauty. I don't understand each category ......

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...My Moon Rhyming Horn Haiku for what it was worth moon is much smaller than earth filled with fun and mirth almost month in path will cause high tide with wrath create a big bath tides ca......

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...My poetry is my heart beat, it is my sleep, my thought, it is me and what I am, It is the thread that holds me and many journeys I have made, do not judge it by its rhyme, or the meshwork of wo......

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...The matter of the fact is that it’s over. What I’ve been asking for. Whether it’s a dream come true or not. What my action has provoked. What my words really meant. But I know this is ......

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...Brains and guts orbit the soul— that polar star searing in the marrow of being. I was born somewhere between Einstein’s neurons Ginsburg beat poetry, the birth of rock and roll, revolution march......

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...Hi my name is anonymous and I am an addict. I never thought I would be the one to say those words when I have tried for many years to get the love of my life to admit he is one. I used to think drugs......

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...Her tears fall like rain on a borrowed shore, A quiet deluge, seeping through seams, Staining the fabric of a life not hers— His shirt, his collar, his cuffs worn thin, Drenched in the sa......

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...A story I came across recently. Hail to Petula Clark…. Petula’s Touch She was a singer of some renown Downtown and My love was her popular sound And on 2 April 1968 she was still top Renown ......

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... "Time, keeps slippin' and there's no crime You know there is no time it's never too late" Oil and Water - Glenn Hughes I do not have time I already left Missing my connect......

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...Many people may wonder whats on the dark side of the moon. it could be aliens it could be monsters but hopefully they don't find out soon. if it can keep the light away it can hide all of its dark se......

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...They live my dream, Wishes I have secretly had, Hope that filled my longing eyes. That I too, one day, will go Where those who claim less privilege go The place of tranquility, Or per......

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...IN AN INSTANT In an instant, it was over A sudden understanding Seeing it all for what it is None of that usual fluff A fresh new perspective But, hidden in my brain Insights are always ther......

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...The ominous black wisp slithered through the night, Hunting for a beacon of light. Whispering secrets of forgotten fears, Echoing cries from ancient years. It prowled the shadows, unseen, unhea......

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