I Like It Poems - Poems about I Like It

Snow fall and Santa those long winter nights a season for merry cold winds they do bite. I'm not sure I like it no matter the year seems the older I get the lesser the cheer. No sugar plums dancing around in my head the countdown to Christmas 12 days I do dread. So bring on the sunshine and a warm summer breeze for I'm really more merry at seventy...

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I kinda like me when I smile awkward and insecure, even if it feels like walking a mile; A mask that’s bending to my mold, yet I still put myself on trial; Vulnerable happiness in the mirror and nervous all the while; Maybe I’ll open up a little more let my heart guide me for a...

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A few hours ago ‘twas 80 degrees Yet now my toes and fingers fairly freeze Used to use a weathervane Stupid rooster went insane Replacement hen manufactures cold breeze...

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He is hitting and kicking in line the teacher whispers. He glares at both of us, probably figuring she is snitching on him. I just finished with preschool where no one was hitting and kicking. I resist telling him this. Instead taking him to the office. He goes with me nicely, so I complement him on his choice. He seems...

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I want to leave you without any notice. So I can watch you choke on all the things you never said to me....

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This is a rap parody that I wrote for my daughter to sing. The original song is “I like it” by Cardi B I like converse I like jeans Forget the princess I’m the Queen Puppies give me all the feels Unicorns live in my dreams I like glitter, gems and sparkles Painted on my nails I like going to the school I like...

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Your arms with muscular definition as you lean down to kiss me as requested by my lips to yours, then you kissed me just the way I like it. Your intellectual depth solidified my submission for your love and your yes to the answer for me to have and to hold. Your touch healed the wounds from...

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You can tell our almighty creator I’m her biggest winter hater Turn up the heat, turn on the radiator I’m leaving the north sooner than later Taking my wife and my daughters Way down south to clearer waters Going to stay a while at the Latin Quarters Sipping on wine and tavern porters Spending our days shopping and prancing Relaxing at night dining...

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Sweet Just the Way I Like It you're a genius she moaned there can only be so much money in circulation he replied halfheartedly fingering her abacus the moon arose sharp as a razor and they set about creating a dynasty a master race of thumb sucking idiots that arose from the dead at midnight with pretensions of divine right she was a plump...

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~I Like it A Lot~ (Anaphora/Monorhyme/Sonnet) I like doing what I'm suppose to do I like watching each sunrise sunset 'new I like crafts where can use paper and glue I like to hear my cats saying mew, mew I like it a lot when friends are real I like having each day a healthy meal I like it when shopping find a...

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Nefertari Amenities of the African lands Indigenous black beautiful roses Of the African soil Dark and strong In a black alluring archaic vogue an amara in black woman Sisters of samandzie Balleting in a black dulcet rhythm Of the African ancient song With an Idrissa desta The power of Thee Black Spiritus mundi Brown eyes, Thick bones Curly kinky afros Dark is deep and strong An authentic unique beauty of nature Glows and...

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I like it when u make me smile I like it when you tell me that you love me I like it when you stand up for me I like it when you care about me I like it when you worry about me I like it when you think about me I like it when your dream about me I like...

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Slender legs kicking sand, the wind twirling her silky hair, something in her hands. The aroma trails from there to here. A thing beautiful is happening. A bikini that only some can wear, a smile that spreads from ear to ear. Hips move, slender legs kicking sand, and something in her hands. The aroma rides the ocean wind. Impatiently …, I waited for her...

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