Handled Poems - Poems about Handled

... Gradually it internalized. Taking over it mesmerized. Initially it demonized. Intense pressure loomed. A feeling I was doomed. Festered a previous wound. Forgiveness given in confession. ......Read More

...Negotiation is a tool and those who reject it is a fool, you must go back to the negotiation table to find out if the proposal is able. You must read every detail of it and be careful not to toss it ......Read More

...Many lives have been ruined for the maddest race known to us: does money define success or happiness? Why has greed motivated and fooled the smartest people around? Luxury comes from wealth, n......Read More

...Date: September 2049 Late morning was nothing except Family objectives investments and Some preoccupations. Damian was On Skype conversation with CJ Julius Franky-Joe and cousin Domonic. ......Read More

...My fire must have an equal match; Kiss me, use nails, and leave a scratch; Boss me around be aggressive, grab me fast show me impulsive; I’m not a woman who likes calm, just call me a tickin......Read More

...I am a little bit of a trickster It has to be said A wee bit mischievous Somewhat bonkers in the head Friends came to stay the night So l played a cheeky joke Showed them to their room Expl......Read More

...I caught a glimpse of a sunrise. Pale magenta cast by the sun on gray skies The cool air of early morn seemed to be my prize. The creamy white blossoms on moon flower did apprise. I did not wan......Read More

...children chalk sidewalk bricks in fresh colors of bravado, pinks, blues, reds rhythmic brushing mystic threads merging, handled meticulously child pedigree to erase the bland on splashed br......Read More

...Where art thou anonymous benefactor...to offer me succor? Ah... methinks legal tender could be a boon to help me bolster mein kampf with necessary material equipage, which prospect to acquire......Read More

...I'm just an old shovel, who loved spooning around Scooping up and over again, the same old ground I’ve handled jobs, few others would call profound Always piling high, and patting down......Read More

...He gave me three books, such a gift, those clean leaves of poems, that trio. I rarely read books, though given three prizes, that trio: cherished gems. They sit on the shelf, not ha......Read More

...“For whatsoever is born of God overcometh the world: and this is the victory that overcometh the world, even our faith.” 1 John 5:4 of the King James Bible Despite crises, God’s victory rules with......Read More

...Dumbfoundedness still prevails three weeks later... when held spellbound courtesy grifter Flim-flam man left lasting emotional whiplash his derelict perfected artifice to hijack every last cent......Read More

...Ooh, how he loved sliding his hands over the long silkiness, the youthful curves of his new wife, over the negligee before it rode up… anticipation like driving a new car - not comparable, I......Read More

...Dena, was born in Yakima Washington May 1943. Carole, her sister was born nine months and twenty days latter on March 1944. Carole was born, prematurely. To save to her life, she was placed i......Read More