Formed Poetry - Poems about Formed Poetry

...The world is at war; Destruction is not very far. Every nation has its reason; Therefore, war has no season. We still feel many of its deep scars; The progress we made sure it mars. ......

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...Don't ever be caught off securing! The world is in a state of writhing.  Human skin is used to induce maps usage. And then hang it on the wall alike a rootage. Who are those poems......

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...My heavy heart placed a stone on my eyes of sorrow Unshed tears collected in the cauldron of deep sorrow. Your demise had shattered my heart, it silently wept in woe Words formed out of pain, r......

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...For holding things, two arms have we - two arms with hands with which we have been blessed. Two only – we’ve no need of three. Two arms to reach with or to cross beneath our chest, and in two......

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...From the gilded frame adorably kept on the bureau Two benign faces look on us as we gaze in awe My Grandpa who lived and died a true hero My Grandma so ebullient, a chirping sparrow The......

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...Blest delight reigns in God’s presence assuring revival driving spiritual quiescence yon service survival… To Christ’s heart I draw nigh* settled from any why now soars high for fait......

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...A Nightingale sings Nightingale: The night songstress Sweetest songbird always to impress mostly singing at night and in day with same......

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...I hide the palm-sized wrappers Between half-formed poetry stanzas And a note-to-self. We used to be more careful, Our breathless whispers Masked by Edward Elric And the slam of fantasy alchem......

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...My dear poet- I am forever grateful to you For allowing my body To be your page Letting your words Ascend on my temple And descend On my feet How long will I thank God For giving me......

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