Gasp Poems - Poems about Gasp

If your'e going to preach it brother.? Hit-em with the Gospel For its like no other; Spell' Speak of mercy..And the flames of hell' and ring out the message like a ten ton bell.' Tell the truth 'The world is round' like Isaiah shouted.' He really went to Town.' Also the village for that to matters.' No...

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Caught between Life and death With roaring and panic Looking for hands but none With glowing eyes. Heavy breathe and gasp But none to show Dive right to left Waiting for the Joy that ceasen't All eyes curious and expectant. All legs stiffed to the ground Like a statue or maniquine. All faces furious but anxious All waiting for the arrival of the eternal Joy There...

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When battling time the moment retreats Oxygen fades with light dimming fast Wishes vacant breath dark and shallow Words once treasured — adrift and begone (Dreamsleep: June, 2024) ...

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October, you are the final burst of life, before winter’s sad and lonely gloom, paints the trees and meadows white, and locks us inside its frozen tomb…...

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GASP OF AIR Death claims all the Victory In this life given to me. It owns the very parts of Me Which mingled with One’s chemistry To build a brand new entity, Just to have him ripped from me. Who was the enemy? My own womb, specifically Betrayed us all, ejecting This tiny piece of Humanity. Scrap to you? Not to me. I still...

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tumultuous sigh loud gasp at the sight of her the missing woman...

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My energy I conserve, Not for the guests seats I have yet to reserve Nor for their paid meat I should carefully preserve… Squarely for the nice treat My boys deserve. Their negligence I’ve grasped And at it gasped And hands of shock clasped! Now, my voice to be a rasp And my sting that of a wasp: Welts to on skin break out, Pain-enduring lips pout; In...

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When comes the death of death’s last gasp this momentary timeless lapse between each breath, inhale, exhale death’s agony, succeed or fail, will linger on the scythes honed tip slip slowly through Death’s claw-like grip knowing that within its grasp comes the death of death’s last gasp. John G. Lawless ©2/14/2022...

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dawn with bright red hues A long way above the snow Spread from sea to sky In my mind, will not have a cold Yet, pollen is now free to hold When flowers beguile you might sneeze four times in row In spring, hoped I wasn't foaled walking around the yard, I heard nature's grace, the tulips were sprouting. Written: January 23, 2022 Charlie...

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Now there's no more climate change, All atmosphere beyond our range, Chopped down last tree on Earth, Turned to paper, for what it's worth, They wrote, "Save the Trees", Gasping for air so miserably, That was that, you see, True tale of our last tree!...

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No matter how fast I run, or how high I climb, It always escapes me, that being called “Time” It is a cunning sparrow, taunting with each rasp But with each step nearer, flies out of my grasp Fleeing from my hands, away from my clutch Just millimeters away but not enough to touch Running up a steep mountain, I lunge...

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I paused, the moonlight to inhale As I put my steep climb on hold Thick grape vines held tight in my grasp. On I climbed to clutch a buttress My breath reduced unto a gasp. On I clambered higher to clasp The dark hued castle tower cap I donned my rig to glide away And soar over broad moonlit vale. 7/5/2021 Writing Prompt -...

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Once knew this man from Peru His body odour was disgusting peewww Whenever he passed Flowers would gasp As the air turned a violety blue...

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MASKED How dare you demand I wear a mask. My civil rights are all I ask. Force me to do so and I’ll sue. What else is a citizen to do? Soon she coughs and sneezes – Droplets float, on gentle breezes. She infects young and old, thinks it’s just a heavy cold. Hospitals treat victims by the score, while Covid-19...

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Wouldst I Become, Last Gasp Of Dying Star Wouldst I become, last gasp of dying star brighter glow in Heaven's majestic sky existing as hope's promise from afar gifting inspiration before I die. Wouldst I become, pure as sweet love affirms a soft flame, warmth to soothe a hurting soul true warrior to defeat world's evil terms an illumination to sacred scroll. Wouldst I...

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