Gruelling Poems - Poems about Gruelling

...There is a quick-witted woman I know with three names; her silhouette is a mystery; she's had multiple fragile frames. Many have tried and failed to tame her rather long mane, but honestly, they w......

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...You wanted your world to change You wanted a life with a family Somewhere you could feel safe Feel the love you so dearly desired In your mind you felt that this family Could replace the on......

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...Knitting a tiny woolly sweater, for a sweet-tempered mouse He sleeps on a blue letter, that arrived from grandmother’s house Using scraps of yarn, that came from a pair of socks Was keeping it to ......

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... storm clouds relentlessly crashed on rock bottom with the only crack dragging wreckage and carnage through a trapdoor into oblivious fog gruelling sediment confined a rotten Self of incarce......

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...Life-a word of four letters a quest runs in four corners found diverse in four seasons yet unsolved since four Yugas Not appears gruelling but none can define it truly no way but confronting ......

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...A land mine silently lays dormant concealed on the ground When suddenly, hysteria screams EMANATE from all around. A boy innocently was playing is SWIRLING through the air He had triggered that mi......

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... Mamma, what a lovely angel you are Before I came into this world you carried Me for nine gruelling months, Morning sickness and throw-ups Is what I gave when you conceived me And innume......

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... In the slate horizon static like a slab of rooted rock, charcoal clouds clambered from its convolute edge with the storm that rushed with the gruelling gale, carrying the cascade of th......

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...She lived in a castle, isolated, Time flew slow, gruelling and full of hatred, The crown lay broken on the floor, Shattered, scattered, one piece no more. Royal duties thrown away, Pirates life......

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...I looked at the horrible faces, agnostic, I look at the beautiful faces, pristine, I looked for a summer in the midst of winter, and for repose in a gruelling duel with death and oblivion. I ......

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...Blame It is only myself that I can blame For not feeling the birthright of freedom No one saw the anxiety hidden When I needed it the most where was love. Did n......

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...My approach to life has always been One of lightheartedness and happy to be alive However, I recall my early years, expecially my teenage years When I was filled with self-doubt Thought o......

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...Apology to the missus at nighttime... first day of January two thousand and twenty three. While the wife then in the process of leaving a telephone message for our eldest daughter, (on vacati......

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...Whence the first rays of sunlight fall, And nary a bird awake, The purple shades of sky, Signal for the war-drums to be played. Sleep blown away, The gruelling struggle stirs, And the blueing......

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...October seventeenth ninety sixty one ... Born sixty one years ago, the follow poem from your bro transmitted courtesy flagship named Jacques-Yves Cousteau constituting countless ones and zeroe......

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