Got Off Poems - Poems about Got Off

I'm tired. Mostly of people being ugly to each other. I'm tired. Of being disappointed with society. I'm tired. Of individuals with no integrity. I'm tired. Of greed and corruption. I'm tired. Mostly of being tired....

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back off ! snail tells her suitor to slow down AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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Whene'er my old age is on blame, A few years far off gets than I’m. As learnt I’ve to push goal, Thanks to hints from my soul, My youth whilst sprouts a twig on stem. ______________________ Limerick | 30.07.2025 | youth, old age, ...

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That’s not the light you're seeking. Words cannot live with your brain all lit up like that. Let those dark parts of your body, those body-prayers mostly ignored, gift to you a poem. Most of your better images are born in that low-grade radiance of flesh and bone. After the glow you can fill in the gaps but not too much or you’ll cover up what you should...

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Seymour was sad that everyone generalized his kind They do not think I hear, but it hurts, I truly do mind They say we are slow, because we are snails you see He did not have to tell me, said his Grandma Vee She knew that the world made fun of the way they moved In her day she had...

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When you leave, turn the lights off— It matters not to me, For I am the last subtraction From the sum of humanity. The stars have blinked their final light, Planets turned to dust, The galaxies collapsing inward— Even silence starts to rust. Religion is a dim memory, A ghost caught in black holes, A story written long ago To comfort frightened souls. There are no children...

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I took the road less traveled to hear if a falling tree with no one around (aside from yours truly) does make a sound but lost my way veered far astray and for the life of me couldn't see the forest for the trees but if I could it would feel so good not a bump on a log nor lump on a stump as then I'd be...

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He was a fop, a weirdy cat, a popinjay foolish, ridiculous, cheeky and brash we landed on a big secret one day he can be bought off with a bit of cash at family events, he annoys others paid to leave us alone by me and my brothers. Why isn’t you dad coming around? Asked our mother. “I have no idea,” lied...

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Pulchritudinous virtual crime pulled off without a cocked hitch delivered me back in the dark shadows and the underbelly of the web, where impossible mission to differentiate the outer limits cast by edge of night essentially rendering a twilight zone where obscured criminal activity clear as day in retrospect, versus earlier this month when yours truly gung ho obediently got a...

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Why can’t we learn beforehand life lessons we learn afterwards Not grounded in experience words fly off the pages like birds ...

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I’m racing round the NASCAR scene, With bugs and grit upon my gleam. The rubber flies, the dust goes wild, Screen’s smeared, rip it off, I cried. Tear it Off, Rip it Off! Shatter My Veil, to Crystal Clear, Please! Got no time to wipe, stop or weep, My tear-offs are stacked ten deep! Snatch and rip my world to clear, Let's end the pit-stop...

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We love to listen to the music of the mountains from our cabin… The wind whistling through the trees… The buzzing of the hummingbird wings…the birds’ songs floating on the breeze. So when we took a picnic to our favorite spot on the Parkway (where we’ve been picnicking for 37 years) We were excited as we anticipated in this...

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ZGlance Phattey is a marvelous movie it has enough equal parts to balance even the most religious or anti religious person or people. People often get tired of the religious reasons for doing or not doing things. I heard "The Baronet and Knight were in dispute due to her belief in a non- sexual relationship be fore...

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your love ~ my muse your voice ~ my prose             s l i                 p                      s and sails in the sky ~ stroking the silhouette of snow-kissed mountains, mirroring memories of moon-flames seized like picturesque Polaroids of a spirit that stands still & ...

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When logic fails, something within me undeniably stirs, something that was always there, in the silent void, waiting for me to veer off, and let go. To stop thinking, start feeling, and open up. I shed my incumbent clothes, waded in, felt the tug of the tide, tasted the salty water on my lips, and went with the flow. To be carried to places reason could,...

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