Jungle Poems - Poems about Jungle

In the center a stone made into a home fire surrounds the perimeter in the wild, man's alone Steps from the jungle ...

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If I Don't Eat You, I Won’t Survive! It's The Jungle! Neither One Of Us Will! ...

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I see them still, in the hollow hours, Familiar images etched against the fading sun, Their laughter spilled like water over stones, Now stilled, forever caught in time's cruel snare. Once we stood, shoulder to shoulder, Carrying a weight we dared not name. We believed in the dawn, Even as the night stretched its fingers, Pulling them silently into its depths. I speak their...

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Silverback led his gorilla by the wrist out into the fog and missed, lost his heart and then his way, sadly, he was heard to say, "Don't get me wrong, I'm no King Kong, it's plain to see, so, don't make a monkey out of me." Silverback took his gorilla by the hand, looking for the promised land, a jungle bungle at very best, made him...

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Aisha was fierce and sensuous and belonged on Broadway she knew what she wanted and was bound to get her way AP: Honorable Mention 2025...

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Walk through the jungle, and realize how calm and silent the day can be. Creatures of every kind roam, big and small, venomous and dangerous, each defined by their nature. Yet peace still exists. Recently...in times of growth, our interests may differ. But do interests really matter? Groups can be fun, yet the smallest things may pull you...

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And, If our eye is not unto Him tilted upwards single And here below are bowed to vanity entangle Or else, unto another twisted mortal affixed A surety inbound woe ever will ensue The Word of His is a mirror indeed And upon it should our eye never sway away Till the full image of who we are is never opaque Rather,...

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Allow me to address you child. You've been born into the wild. Listen to this friendly fowl. While, innocently, you dream, wake up and bawl and scream, creatures crawl and scheme - says I, the wise old owl. Scuttling low, sometimes unseen, you'll find something low and mean. You must avoid this thing. Pincers grasp and grip - this fiend shoots from the hip, his tail a...

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in mid of aisle in mid of a jungle cold crawling on my skin I just read a bulletin I thought I would survive Forgetting you in one to five Alongside haulage road I lean against a window Every time I count even and odd I just see an arrow Fixed and stabbed me in a row...

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We're left lonely in this jungle called love, Just the two of us finding our way through. No help around, just God watching above, Guiding us with a hope that we're sure of. The trees and shrubs bow low in reverence, Bearing witness to promises we make, With all distractions kept in severance, Then we can start our love without a break. The...

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Cobalt and copper from the Congo jungle Light verdant ferns that were antifungal Watusi tribe lost cobalt in a bungle Thus, we all left the steamy Congo jungle...

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Title: Jungle Love (Under the Stars) (Verse 1) We’re lost in the shadows, hearts racing fast, You’re my muse, love and hate, I can’t resist this blast. Underneath the moonlight, in this midnight ride, Your touch ignites a fire, can’t keep it inside. (Pre-Chorus) Got the world spinning, we’re breaking all the rules, Every kiss is magic, making me a fool. Take a breath,...

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In the jungle's heart, where shadows and spirits blend, A silent hunter, a forest's friend. Stripes of amber, black and gold, The tale of power, courage and bold. Its eyes burn bright, flaming hue, Reflecting the skies of cerulean blue. Its claws are like a silver, steel sword, As it rules the jungle as its legendary lord. Its roar splits heaven and hell, As...

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you’re my quintessential midnight, catching traces of you across the duvet in the jungle room cross-bred with speckled remnants of your mothers’ perfume - or is it a candle? you’re my ushering silhouette. I hunt the shape of you in all my spaces - absolute or so poetically divulged, the imaginary portion slips away....

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So many lights, like eyes in the night. I know they're not there, but it's a jungle in here. The microwave stares at me, the refrigerator glares at me, the dishwasher gives me a fright. Watching me, stalking me, the eyes follow me in the dark. I try to sleep, but I daren’t count Sheep, fearing the beast...

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