Fortnight Poems - Poems about Fortnight

...Mrs. Holloway polishes her poetry dimly, Regaling herself with the accoutrements of Selected poetry, cluttered and less jinxed By way of satanic slamming by famished, Idle critics who read The Ne......

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...Quyeer times emit blazing signs..And some ex-boy friends? Is this karma divine? mi5 say its Putin..' a prime topic for Them...And its taken a fortnight with henceforth..No why Where or whens..From......

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...Here rests the realm of the thorn-tongued truth ~ a mortal mirage of doomed pentacles, where forks and kettles speak the language of witchery, the dialects of the diabolical, listening as ......

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... Traditional Indian hair composition of a girl gets attraction being curly and long and that's the criterion. Inheriting my maternal gene I was proud to have ......

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...When the night is filled with questions, and the sky is a jeweled blanket, I sit on the deck of my water room, listening to the waves flirt with stillness, and the breeze ~ caressing the gree......

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...Soothsayer owl was wiser than most Kept quiet about it, was not one to boast I heard from others how sage he was He dressed with crystals, and a bit of fuzz Kind of like a hippie in his fancy a......

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...The women sing songs to the moon, Praising its beauty. They dance and sing when it’s in its full glow, Their souls ascending and descending, Transformed into priestesses. The men ven......

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...Oh farage do give it a rest..' at last things are more quiet Yet you have to beat your chest.' How much did you cost? Who has paid your price.? You turned your back and are Part of the pack..While......

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... I The bell the Town Courier want to toll To salute the day of reckoning in Getham City Is now on the neck of the scary-witty cat her paws like dragon Saints, Publicans looking on at each ot......

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... Think that you might agree with me ,there is no way easier to pen a poem, Than writing it right here, on your poetry home. There are no characters to remember, no details that you have t......

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...A blood-dipped letter lies before me, Wrapped in moth-ridden silk, Written by your ghastly fingers. The cold of another bleak fortnight settles in, While crimson-eyed ravens rest upon cre......

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...Parasites there is a tiny mite that lives on our face but does not bite it is a species of arachnid that’s so small it’s outta’ sight it bores in to our pores and only comes out at night it......

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...As the Autumn falls The jays sing A melody -a tale the old wives would sing While the sun fills the sky dripping With gold as honey to the brim I catch sight from my window Vines and creepyar......

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...First encounters in the past two decades. 18.1.2009, A helped me to move in my quarter. A decade of caring friendship and neighbors. He taught and loved me unconditionally. Fifteen years and six......

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...ALUTA CONTINUA : FORCED REMOVALS ( Poet’s Note : I’m posting this poem here as a South African history student recently asked to interview poet on Forced Removals. I read this poem which he enjoy......

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