Hard Lines Poems - Poems about Hard Lines

...The drawing of a line Changes things I applied eyeliner The blue of my eyes showed My outlook changed from within You draw a line Say 'no more' And things can change It's a boundary Mark......

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...I notice a face with myriad bent distress. With eyes that include a trace of sadness, A dreary routine without a success story, A vivid photo of the topic dyed with clarity. His elements are un......

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...The first stop i get to i’ll break But first off It’s time and I’m late Gotta catch it quick before it goes A lotta overstays and told ya so’s Right or wrong and I’m even scared Tryin to fight e......

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...The catalyst of two faces, his and hers, bookends with pleasure dais in between. Faithfully compacted on canvas, concurs, never turning ones back, remains clean. Sharp brush of Chagall, floats ......

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...A long hot ribbon of black asphalt as the hot sun beats down upon it it goes straight as a ruler across the land with shimmering mirages upon it seen a glittering form of clean lines appears c......

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...A Message in Blood on the Cemetery Gates By Demons Be Driven, Hellbound because they’re near The Cowboys From Hell, their Domination awaits I’ll Cast A Shadow......

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...We’ve seen flowers Of all colours Flowers that are bright Flowers, blue and nice Flowers that invite bees Flowers that kiss breeze Beautiful flowers Flowers are different Some hold strong......

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...I sit upon the harbour wall And feel the warm sun on my face. I turn my gaze far out to sea And watch the happy dolphins play. Bright sunbeams slanting through the clouds Are searchlights toying......

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...Cold Mountain's calling Winter days die young Cold rain is falling Black cloak has been flung Carve my face upon Cold Mountain's ice. Chisel a trace of a smile around my eyes. Cut hard l......

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...Mr. August, the mature man with shining golden hair the color of a ripe cornfield, He is slightly graying at the temples but his eyes are clear pools of deepest blue, There are hard lines in his face......

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...Mr. August, the mature man with shining golden hair the color of a ripe cornfield, He is slightly graying at the temples but his eyes are clear pools of deepest blue, There are hard lines in his face......

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...A boy lines up plastic soldiers In straight rows across his floor. He knocks them down with callow ease In a naive game of war. Far across the deepest ocean, In between rich, well-known place......

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...The Poem is dedicated to nine innocents who has lost their lives in Israli attak on their humanitarian aid. Docility, a living destitute of Anthropomorphism. Recency, appalling of desperation ......

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...My childhood Limicolous nomic but limpid or propper, Hard lines limb, non violent and passage stopper, Vegetarian, nonchalant, compliance or observant, Prepotent prepositor, jannock jangler and......

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...Trespassers will be shot I Survive not as a man but as a human being I' am level but bent elements of life cast in a mutant haze to come close to satisfaction my only compromise brought up in......

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