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I Dunno Poems - Poems about I Dunno


Premium Member I Dunno
Motionless as time fleets, finding a purpose to grow, sewn my heart tight, for too long,...

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Categories: i dunno, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member I Still Dunno What Thunderbird 3 Is For
what's it for? speechless i will ask the bus driver on the number 24 drammach and heat magazine gupshup facejuice the office slurp my mum believes chris tarrant invented the choc ice on a stick "father, can i be of help?" "you go back to bed." slapnuts...

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Categories: i dunno, emotions, life,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member I Wanted To Write a Poem Using Heroic Couplets, But I Dunno What They Are
there's a bloke i know, who keeps going on about his bowels but besides that, i am attempting a poem which uses meter effectively you know, so it has rhythm and stuff and subtle 'feminines' at the end of iambic pentameter so that it creates something but i haven't got the time for this like watching a peter jackson movie, sitting there in the cinema,...

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Categories: i dunno, america, anger,
Form: Free verse
I Dunno Why Tears Fall of My Eyes
I don’t know why, Tears fall of my eyes? I life, Many people came and many went away, Some loved me, Some were loved by me, Some respected me, Some were respected by me. Today when I sit and think, I wonder, Why did I respect them? Why did I love them? Who left me, While I was really needful of a smile. I don’t know why did...

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Categories: i dunno, lifelove,
Form: Narrative
Dunno
gently before me on a desk, or a table rests the means to enable me to craft a new fable to run and leap like the sable a squirrel scampering upon a gable to perch on high level with the treetops even with the dew drops before they appear on leaves and grass and as the moments pass above the uncouth, the crass, with aplomb and class to...

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Categories: i dunno, inspirationalworld,
Form: Prose Poetry



I Dunno
As the tears well up in her eyes she begins to choke them back, For she doesn't know why they are building like a flood. If she doesn't hold them back she's afraid they may not stop for they have been locked behind walls for far too long. Walls of pride, fear of not knowing if it's...

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Categories: i dunno, confusion, sad, world, heart,
Form: I do not know?

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