Full Stop Poems - Poems about Full Stop

Frightened by heinous crimes she's kept behind the doors To protect her from the evil She is stopped from chasing dreams Not belonging to your own house is what she has heard all this while And when she finally stands for herself her life ends as a result of a crime This world full of misery has suffocated many like her there seems no...

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The most lucid among us admonish the period A comma best chosen inserted in time Stopping for emphasis the folly endemic As thoughts need to flow —forever sublime (Dreamsleep: January, 2023)...

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Interrogation, exclamation ellipsis commas, let's finish soon and Full stop ....

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Trying to be no thing try in t o be nothing tr y to be nothin g try to be th ink tryi ng t o not be try in g to b e not h -----a -----n ------i ------n ------g down the o in alOne that fake L??K i show you all watch me fade noth...

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full stop, you give respect, you get it back, two-fold. a life lesson to keep in mind. spread good karma into the universe, otherwise encounter the bad. quit keeping up and time... leaves you behind, full stop. Date written: 09/27/2020...

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My Full Stop Here comes the full stop. The end to my love stories The one I will cherish for the rest of my life I surrender! I will love you not only for better for worse But till the good Lord decides to take me I will love you even in death Even if you decide to be fat today Or even if...

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Your face is my mirror to the universe through which, I peep into everything that subsists, crafted by the creator Your facade is a book, restraining our love-story; every MOLE of which, is a ‘Full stop’ of its text 09:35 pm | Sunday, June 7, 2019...

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bleed me let it squeeze out this bile has filled me and animates what otherwise has been hollowed love me fill me with something pure some light long died out rejuvenate this broken form take the broken, and call it worth loving take the tired and ugly, and call it beautiful don't let this sad sentence carry that final ....

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I'd rather have piteous hands Than blood stained ones It may be a dismal conception But through that threshold stands No turning point in either direction. The piteous are often the poor While blood stained will throttle for more. It's a dismal world upon reflection So heaven's conception was to soften the poor But man set the bar for that thresholds redemption....

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Veronica and I, share the same brave dream With Veronica snared, we made a great team Xylophone extraordinaires, the world had never seen Yikes folks, I ate swords or flares that burnt and bent my teeth Zoo turned me into a circus freak, I long for the long grass of home....

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I'm poised to deliver a singularity, a pithy black hole, a spot from which there's no escape once key or pen is lifted; It's terminal - period: Wait for it! The End is nigh! There, it's done ....

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The titanium in me explodes and burns so much that even oceanic amounts of the waters cannot stand its rage. I adore you and reverence your body so madly that the awareness of my breathe stands a great chance of permanent amnesia. You turn me on to the glory of an evening’s tenderness and litter my erotic desires with the fulfillment of a...

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If you are reading these lines now It means that you've found my last poem I wrote it before some days, hid it under my pillow I knew you would find it here; Where I used to leave my scribbles Where I used to shed my tears And whisper my hearty prayers I spent a night after another Wondering... Pondering Thinking of how to...

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I print firm my foot steps In a remote avenue of full of full stops Heaven is long and without ends Until the Earth came near to the Heaven What stopped my steps in the Heaven? The biggest full stop,round in shape,the Earth Fitting to the size of the error Made in the Heaven for ever!...

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Blind sight scattered my wits Like whitened bones Across the deserts of my mind. I descended into blackness. Love shrank into the tame cat By the fire,unacknowledged hate Grew to fill the room. I stared too much, A full stop grew gigantic Crowded out All the words in the sentence I saw nothing but this dot Now a gigantic black hole Into which I was dragged. An energy coming...

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