Hidings Poems - Poems about Hidings

...Begging for money and food on the street Dreaming someday her Prince Charming she’ll meet Someone to love and sweep her off her feet! Her prince has arrived, he stops at her spot He chats her u......

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...     Poetry with a Conscience When are you going to stop following idiotic mandates? Preparing your entire family and you, like sheep in obeisance, for life in a totalitaria......

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...Through the years you hunted me Your sword and spear pierced through me Leaving no mark of wound to show But in me many flow From which I couldn't flee. Flee! Flee!!, I plead myself Yet still......

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...Tweedletrump and Tweedlekim Fatboy Kim and Trump the Grump agreed to have a battle. Naughty Kim gave Trump the hump with threats to nuke Seattle. Grump told Kim that he would get the mother......

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...It's snowing here in the north pole. Snowing in the thicket,snowing in the streets. Our roofs and chimneys, subdued in its heap. Our doors are clung to the walls Indoors,everyone stays. It's sno......

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...Why Me? It was such a great day as he held me & said I love you The clouds a white fleece & the sky such a beautiful blue My heart was singing, my eyes aglow & I thought I knew Days of happin......

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...I’m looking for mine daily A gene of combinations and strengths A blood we share in hidings Nation and nations as siblings A blood of friends satisfaction Arouses sense and feelings Bringing joy ......

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...I just found out The changes in us In a friendship force When a good one goes wild out. I just found out That a sinful me Will make God's enemy Who oozes offenses and stinks out. I just found out T......

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...Years ago You got married and became a couple. A marriage marked with wedding Which was an introduction to a journey. Tho' there was a ceremony When you were brought into harmony for a journey w......

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...Sometimes when I think Of Dad, I wonder if he really cared, weaving between stories and memories, I look for the signs if any are there. As a baby I had a patch, so proudly my parents displa......

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...My Mother was a really cruel, and very soon you will see, the way that she raised us all, was extremely mean, She ruled us with a iron hands, and weapons by her side, I'll describe to you one of the ......

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...You came to me many times in my dreams. At first I was scared bt not anymore. You came in the form of a shadow. I closed my eyes and turned away in fear but now I see your face has appear. ......

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