Glueing Poems - Poems about Glueing

...A touch of your palm make me warm Giving me the best solace, A kiss of your lip keep me In form Glueing me to your face. I cannot but think of thee For the great moment we shared Is forever r......

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...UNDERBELLIES What underbelly is this containing quiet grasping greed for my magical sword gifted to me by St Michael ? What underbelly is this that deciphers my Heart thro......

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...I hate my stupid self for still having hope I hate myself for not yet tying the rope I hate myself for still trying to cope I hate myself for not moving on I hate myself for still being a paw......

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...Dazzling spikes elude my confusion as I ponder on the starvation in my essence. I'll miss you, but glueing to fragments of a pane would drive me to an oasis of oblivion. Validating on every issue a......

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...Shards of glass all around Broken gems, sharp and profound Picked, glued and retained Artwork, colourful and framed Life is a mosaic of broken glass Memories retained, glued, amassed Your ge......

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...Universally glueing Black holes traversing In neural networking Transmitting thoughts Swirling around galaxies Inside the mind Keeping time Firing neurons Within space and time Birth of tho......

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...You don’t see the defects, You only see the muscle, And when he is accused, You cause a kerfuffle. Adjacent to beauty, truth, That youth so lively and vital, Vibrant with colour spread, He s......

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...the kids are acting funny, honey. they like to play out in the fields. they don’t care about our money or how much our company yields. they want to see the flowers bloom under cotton c......

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...Resonance pools plentiful As birds and squirrels Chirp beyond garden bastion A man in his house Hermit crab's through life events A bigger driveway! Spared no expense! And gushing parenthood To pro......

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...There are dreams, thoughts, then, reality. There are strangers, friends, then there is you. These ethereal feelings. I wallow in sadness as I try to draw them in. I'll never see light, I'll never ......

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...The sand on the beaches are shining Red and yellow, in the shadows Of the trees it is cool and you will not Get sunburnt. But the soul is burning, And the air is so thick, it is like breathing in......

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