Logical Cry
Do something do something
They have a gun
They want to kill
What should I do?
Sit or stand still....
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Categories:
irk, anxiety, body, bullying, cry,
Form: Bio
Categories:
irk, abuse, body, books, friendship,
Form: Rhyme
Those Who Irk
Those who make ethnic boxes on forms we must check.
Who of those, which are Iranian/Mexican, oh heck.
Irk! It's insanity, those who think Jesus loves them most.
Long live humanity—Armenia was the first Christian host!
There are those who use Christianity to end their rant.
They use it only to put forth their political slant.
Those who blame
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Categories:
irk, allegory, anger, angst, discrimination,
Form: Rhyme
Your Worthlessness and Emptiness Irk
Widen your perspective and glide beyond and above the pride
Welling up in your chest, embarking on the sparkling quest
To eliminate and waste opportunities to progress as you ride
A high horse, assuming you taste victory in every vital test
You undergo to vindicate humility
As a far greater asset in reaching the apex
Meant for you as versatility,
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Categories:
irk, poems,
Form: Free verse
No Itch, Irk, Tears and Thorn
C-herish this one moment,
R-emembering your birthday;
I-n memory it isn't lost,
S-ensing it's time to pray.
T-hank God for another year,
E-ndless blessings He brings;
N-ever does He abandon you,
E-levating you to new beginnings.
J-oyful celebration happens
E-very sixteenthth January morn;
A-nother delight you deserve,
N-o itch, irk, tears and thorn.
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Categories:
irk, birthday,
Form: Acrostic
Things That Irk Me
Here's some things that really irk me
They must irk some of you guys too
Loaded baskets in those Express Lanes
My face turns a scarlet hue
Imagine the gall of some irksome drivers
Doing fifty in a fifty mile zone
What is it with these bunch of yahoos?
Probably gabbing on their phones!
When you order a cup of hot java
At your
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Categories:
irk, angst, funny,
Form: Quatrain
Irk of the Island
When i share my hopes and ambitions,she gives me a derisory laugh.
Her dereliction,as my better half,of supporting my strides,worry's me.
Not fulfilling her desiderata of comfort,sinks my ego below the sand,drags my dreams against the sylvan of this island of dissatisfaction.
Money vindicates time from the poor.
That's a minatory statement from a deranged lover.
I'm not a derring-do
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Categories:
irk, feelings,
Form: Romanticism