Glares Poems - Poems about Glares

...He’s behind the bar, polishing glasses like they’re his last remaining purpose. “I know things!” he insists. “I watch Question Time! I once bought quinoa by accident!” He pours stout with ......

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... If instinct could alert beforehand; Reflecting moments as all stand... The ought process of echoing mind, For rights to get wrongs tightly bind- Assign each voice unto confident tears, Without......

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... When egos clash, and anger flares, prepare to see an ugly scene. Some folks behave like enraged bears when egos clash. Competitors can be so mean and territorial. Each dares to strike. S......

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... Humming in hemlock heartbeats ~ along the shorelines which once swallowed the sun in their searing shadows ~ I see those smoking seawaves swirling upon my skin, as the silhouettes of d......

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...Snapshot! - a shutter impales, a life to clicks, betwixt inhales and exhales. Light into pixels, bloodshot in frames kidnapped for a ransom of sometimes soon. Snap! - a dry twig fractures under......

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...How still the waters rage In stillnesses of day Moving tranquil on their way Across the placid page, While simmering beneath In silent, stormy stare The torrent underneath In boiling cauldron ......

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...Two guys by a bus stop, and they have nowhere to go. They begin merging plucks and ribbits into a melting comfort. Their destination is the Earth, and sedans honk at them. Red stop sign beco......

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... Oh poetry, why do you not feel me. I was once your poetic percolate, the assonance to your consonance, spilling in silver ink, upon Earth's raw fibres, but in your quest for perfection, wa......

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...Silver-haired princess Masks her heart with icy glares Russian secrets bloom Whispered words like snowflakes fall Melting on his unhearing ears Classroom desk neighbors She scolds his sleepy ......

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... The clock face glares, a mocking, sterile white, Each tick seemed like a hammer striking a blow upon my soul. If I could rewind, erase the darkened night, And make our fractured story whole, ......

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... Scatterbrain, I refrain from learning, yearn for better days. But alas, I feel dumb and dull, like unused clay. Refusing to mould into something you desire. If only you k......

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... Magical Glasses looking within these lenses That glares through these hidden shadows. Scenarios of traps, mistaking fantasy, illusion Selfishness eluded by compulsion yet gracefulness an......

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...The Cat the truth I do not stretch or shove the haughty cat looks down from above. she struts about with nose held high, and glares at me with disdainful eye. ......

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...Imagine a place Where no discrimination exists Where there is no topic of color or race Imagine a place Devoid of judgment and despair Devoid of criticisms, differences, and nasty glares Im......

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...Could you please repeat the question? I ask the recruiter. Would you rather live in a submarine or a cave? Can I say neither? He shakes his head no. He is a Marine; they have rules. Panic atta......

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