Games Poems | Examples of Games Poetry

Fleetings are too faint, too few, and so far between. Fleeting is a butterfly alighted with folded wings. The glimpse of love a flimsy kiss on cheek brings. Dewdrops left on leaves by early morning mist. Echoes faint and feeble ...

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Loves, kick out all the bad in your brain, don’t let other take up space in your brain. Tell them you have no place, for their games. They pretend to care, but only want to cause you fear. They play mind games, to try to control you, and make you have fear. Life is like...

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My life's a fcking mess, watching myself rapidly digress it's outta control.. I'm so f*king stressed I so badly want to change But I'm already way too far from success I let out a huge sigh and stop holding my breath Think to myself "what the frickin heck" And just go with the flow That I'm pretty sure nobody really knows So stuck in...

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Life feels like a giant chess game you wake up already in motion making choices you didn’t plan on a board you didn’t build. What kind of piece are you, are you the King central, important, yet unsure needing protection and fearing the next move? Or the Queen bold, limitless, always thinking but tired of carrying too much without showing the weight? Maybe you're the Pawn quiet,...

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parade had it all toy soldiers, planes, tanks, salutes ~ a wannabe game...

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I'm juggling confetti balloons, Floating a wayward, up in the air, Falling wherever, when they will, Begging my cares to be ever still. I’m the ringmaster of chaos. Rid'n a tightrope chair. Poised on tippy-toe, piqué. About to lose an arm 'n leg. My heart beats a drum roll, To dare the cast-of-die fanfare, To begin before its begun, Before I've got the hang of Juggling these...

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magpie to magpie have those fools lost their marbles chasing birdie eggs on green grass down holes in one ~ let's show the mugs how its done...

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binary thoughts are only ones and noughts crowding a tic-tac-toe board...

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Swish-Stuff? they used the same format as tradition basket ball all the rules are the same up until about 2001 in the nba they use a concept were three men on both team starts the game with a coin flip "the roundos Monto" period is a 4;00 minute addition that starts on the visiter side with the coinflip winner with the ball. all points are...

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Your Move Move up two spaces over. On abrown and white board. 64 squares. Use strategy if you dare. Ready to play the game. Loose pieces along the way. The game is abstract. More obstacles at that. Move the rook to the other side. Glide the queen to the right. Move the pawns out of...

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In this game of chess, you play with me you my love are the king, the one that can move whichever way that he wants to, the most important piece The piece that symbolizes the part that you play in our sordid love affair, how you deem yourself as unstoppable as you move across the squares The...

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Picture a dusty village road Where two stubborn goats One older full of pride Another younger and very agile Face each other on a narrow bridge Neither want to back down They lock horns in front of the whole village Each claiming the right of way On the edges, villager elders watched on Placing bets on who fights better Turning merchants for their...

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i’ve been told this many times. lies. how can you love me? we’ve only talked for a week the only thing you see is a spark but you mistook it for a flame you never asked about me just thought it was a game you never stayed long enough though to know the difference you memorized my laugh but not what makes me cry you’ve touched my hands but...

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When first I went ten-pin bowling was in a league of my own tho' hot to trot my score was shot splits and gutterballs set the tone my opponent bowled professionally outclassed before I'd begun she demonstrated then remonstrated “It's not 'only a game' to some!” tho' bet my set I'd met my match when playing each frame for a round looked like I'm paying...

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Ever so sweet is kernel hub, the power button, so neat, tiny and mighty. But the sweet spot can sour with too much power to savor its glory. For to score is fragile, furtive and futile, when a near miss, catches the edge. It's easily bruised, easily abused, easily overused, overdone and missed. The soft spot sweetie, requires a gentle touch, with panache, pizzazz, flair and feeling....

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