Hinds Poems - Poems about Hinds

...In the realm of life, let us go on a journey, Sails are raised to catch the wind's sweet fury. We shall dance to a rhythm, distinct and unique, As currents burst forth, eager for us to sail. In......

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...Rusty rock scrabble Crunches under my boots Carefully I place my feet Been kicked down Your steep face Before When I Heedless Scrambled up Until Rock rolled Ankle Pain Torture Crash ......

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...A snowy white owl in flight, along the gem-lit night. Soaring above the dim-lit trees basking in the lady moons grace, following the chilly breeze leaving behind her audible trace. The lak......

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...I run from memories, stained in enough felony After a failed choreography to budge up new colony To annul life, yet live the same life pieces harmony Quick succession of bolding and evanesce jeopa......

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...It’s an emotional streak that is ignited and glows, It's a running tap that fills a bath and flows. Joy is one of the deepest of emotions, It encircles in motions. Singing gives me joy, Like......

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...Across the room, you sat as the teacher came to class Your bright eyes met mine in a longing gaze, Brown pools of dust lit up by the suns heat were what I dreamed When I look deep into yours and ......

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...W- Who said there is no paradise? H- Have you ever tried? A- Around the corner. T- There you will find, A-Amazing places that hide. B- Breathe taking waterfalls......

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...Last Trains at the End of an Echo by Sy Roth The Conestoga wagons littered the wasteland with their spiny bones in search of the comfort of others clattering, grinding wheels singi......

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...I There are lines we recall from literature As in escaping "by the skin of my teeth" That we owe to the bible, in this case, to Job (not "job", a Biblical Book by that name, chapter 19) II Ps......

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... The Night Soil Man I Nothing sticks to-get-her like turds No border line nor skin to cross Condescension's never a case for loss High birt......

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...contemplation hinds basket druid alcohol......

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...that will neither revolutionize whorled wide web, nor pollinate like fecund human loam viz - it mine neurological nuances here within Schwenksville, Pennsylvania, my present home, tow......

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...Unquotable Quotes VIIIL : SEXUAL HARASSMENT* - the feminist kind (*”aggressive pressure or intimidation”: Is it really “any different” in most cases in the act, judging by Hollywood standards?)......

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...Something's hiding under your bed Inside your closet hides way your dread Hidden messages stuck inside your head Something ticking away your windup heart Feelings mixed, bitter and tart ......

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...Diary Notes: Lamentable laissez-faire …the lêche cul is back every cell of her a seething surging cesspool of putrid suck the darling of the Prusso-Lepeniste mu......

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