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Handing Poems - Poems about Handing


Invisible Handing
She’s ravaged in success I am love me less She boy And her house We built To see more loss In your market I thee exiled Partitions And blinds Trapped? Tracing your minds Periods and plural’s i wound A bouffant in blooms ...

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Categories: handing, abortion, abuse, age, america,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Glad-handing
the press of the crowd reset trouser creases glad-handing, back slaps he almost kissed a baby! compared to a county fair guernsey cows, who cares… cloth diapers attack the nose ...

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Categories: handing, new york, people, senses,
Form: Couplet



Premium Member Handing you floral glass
Because I'm gifted with your vast confidence Because the past makes a better present tense Because all our trust was built on confidence Because handing you floral glass represents Because your presence relaxes me when tense Because finding caring and believing in one another was no coincidence It must have hurt when you felt my permanence It's very hard to find someone...

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Categories: handing, for her, for him,
Form: Monorhyme
Premium Member In My Dream I See My Bride-To-Be Handing Me Her Key
We Are birds In the sky Looking to land High upon a tree We'll have each other's wings Thru the seasons and nature Good weather and bad, cold and hot To rise and broaden our horizons To My love In my dream I want your hand To hold and marry To branch, like birds, freely Building upon that first twig In time we'll have our own nesteggs Dear, can I...

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Categories: handing, dream, love, marriage,
Form: Nonet
Handing Over the Reins
Handing over the reins is, of course, Very rarely involving a horse. It’s about the tradition Of easing transition Of power, with no show of force. The expression is mostly applied When a leader is stepping aside And helps he who comes next Not feel lacking or vexed With all negative feelings denied. Yet today, those same reins are held tight, While the whole world is...

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Categories: handing, conflict, power,
Form: Limerick



Handing Trump the Election
Handing Trump the election I big cities in the Us people are running wild this is not what “ black life matters” was about a horde of people are running around destroying what is sacred or should be, in cities of high crime. We can argue the reason for this pointless criminality to create mayhem for the sake of...

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Categories: handing, age, america, angst,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Handing Over
One day he found himself at the rock bottom of a cliff shattered from descent but the tides had been kind had revealed a chance to rest on sandy retreat He gathered sea shells memories temptations and shelter pebbles of time corpse of a starfish skeleton dreams an octopus’ eye Floating in surrender he soon drifted on strands of sea weed searched tranquility joined the...

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Categories: handing, hope,
Form: Free verse
Handing Monster Munch To Monsters
I had an idea for a movie Mad Max on the sea We will call it world of waters Wait scratch that Its alright Kev I swear It wasn't that Bad Missed me with that lightning bolt God Handing Monster munch to monsters Punch with Thanos glove Touching tears as they turn to dust Wonder what the internet would search for Teach myself not to be...

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Categories: handing, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Handing You the Keys
All i can offer you darling is a full heart unlocking with one token of how i feel Do with it what you wish As beautiful stands before me Accept it as a rose with open hands Keep it safe inside As it breaks easily in my present moment a gift towards our beautiful future...

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Categories: handing, romance, romantic,
Form: Free verse
Free Cee This Is About the First Bush Handing a F Cked Up War
A DEMONIC DEMOCRACY “We interrupt regularly scheduled programming to present the President”…… And yet he just keeps talking No verbiage can he espouse that I would ever care to hear While all I see is smoke and a lot of fragile mirrors Besides, he’s interrupting “The Price Is Right” And the only redeeming value of this entire exercise in futility is...

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Categories: handing, angst,
Form: Free verse
I Am Handing Back the Key To Him
(02/09/2011) I was blue in color and wet the whole part He peeked in to my opened drawer He spotted my infected heart It was shrunk into smaller Next to it, he found a box full of tears In the other corner, he found you feeding my fears He then shooed you to leave my feelings Started to wipe, dry and clean the...

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Categories: handing,
Form: Rhyme

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