Irritably Poems - Poems about Irritably

...(Fictional, but based on the real experience of one of my close friends who lost her daughter in an accident) As I sat on my desk, Hurrying with my pent up work, A scrap of paper, l......

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...Visibly wore she my footprints While bore I a Restarted Scholarship, In 1993 flaunting The Dullest Glints With streets that rather mirrored hardship … Okigwe was The Sometimes Chilly And irrit......

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...I’m in a psychology class and as part of it we filled out several, detailed, personality evaluations. They said these were helpful in forming a psychological profile of the freshmen classes each year......

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...It’s like waiting for God, oh so much. Yet why, oh why so long? Clocks move so slowly as I watch, yes, watch my wrist, too, oh so long, so long the clock, the watch, the clock, the watch. Ye......

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...Words parade around the meadow and up a tree I can barely believe that is where the adjectives went I thought they would stay down here with the nouns Verbs began leaping off of the flowers Lan......

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..."What is taking you so long?" My dad asks as I slowly try to write My best signature at night On a check at my dad's ATM Pay to the order of dad Its my first pay check "I'm only ten dad, what......

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...Achooo! It begins, almost always, with a sneeze, Which, in some cultures, Invites blessings, But, in some others, a curse, As it’s held to be ominous! Blessing or curse, soon the frequency ......

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...It’s the end of another tiring day. Spiraling waves of frustration, anxiety And profound remorse Slowly swallowing all happiness One man left awake On the shore of a dreary ocean A horse, an......

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...Paradise of passion has dawned upon my mind of my once dusked mindset (desired future of peace that has transformed my mind that was of darkness for the better) I'm envious of others' ecstasy for s......

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...In the morning I was impatient as you dawdled and I told you to stop being so slow. You just smiled sheepishly and said, "Bye Mommy, I have to go!" In the afternoon I spent most of my day on the......

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...Dancing round the arena Trying to escape the fact That this show can't make me happy And this dance is just an act People sighing irritably As I desperately try To recreate the atmosphere Th......

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