Lap Poems - Poems about Lap

She longs to do well she wants to do what's right To rock all those that hurt in her insignificant lap Holding to Hope ...

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Oh, my Lord! I'm quite a lonely lamb; I know not which womb I've come from! What I speak and do creates hostility. I know not the difference between Good and bad, as l learnt it not as a child Resting my head in my mother's lap! Having no parent to guide me rightly, I request you to be by...

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hot drinks in winter highly appreciated and warm lap bosom...

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I've been replaced by a lap dog~at least it's cute, Its poppy brooch glows bright on its dainty neck. It yaps and leaps, and like me, its poops pollute, But could it endure a long and rugged trek? I’d wager it’d fail~a weary, broken wreck....

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The Last Lap Ignorance and fire now common partners lying on a restive bed The night now owns the day as the day now basks in opaque blackness The burnt-out embers scattered to the wind now reassembles with kindling flame Great hopes and dreams flashing through the phase now swaggers in as lost sleep and mirages ...

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It’s a beautiful day in May. Morning light comes covered in swirling mist Piles of silver clouds move above A cool zephyr blows from the South Verdant leaves flutter in sweet murmurs Birds tweet on treetops singing carols of love Bees hum a resonant orchestral murmur How these common scenes fill me with delight! A peace fills me as never...

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nothing like a lap full of wet dog I am not talking about chlorine pool wet dog Rather referring to a muddy golden retriever Who smells like a swamp monster Takes a flying jump and lands on my lap Squirming around until he has taken over my recliner Which now smells totally like muddy wet dog Beau is our newest puppy, and...

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Scottish dog sits on his Celtic mama’s lap Barking, growling, and lunging at every sap Who dares to try to court his mama, Miss LaBlap. You’ll never get married, says her Grandpa Rap. That may be says his granddaughter, who likes to clap. But I need my doggie, he keeps suiters from annoying me during my nap. You are the only...

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In Dawn's lap,the sunlight flashed on me , Woke up from the slumber ,and gazed at the sky with glee. Peeked through the window ,birds chirping , A wonderful rendition in the morning . Garden adorned with flowers ,a vibrant array. Butterflies on petals ,a colourful display . Wings aglow ,in motion slow , Radiating vibes ,a...

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mother lap best place cool in summer warm winter a lovely tender...

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Momma, I love to lie on your sweet lap, Listening rapt to the stories you tell, Sometimes, your words lull me to take a nap, And I sleep deep, all my fears you dispel. Your lap is the most comfortable place, I can lie here forever, peace waves wash As you stroke my head and caress...

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with a cat lying on my lap a sough whispers in the trees as a summer day begins fading the tiger lilies below bend as if trumpeting a musical for ears yet to come into existence evaporating the din of civilization beyond the universe is collapsing rapidly onto the balcony where Einstein and i lay oblivious, barely conscious while a susurrus flutters...

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Sleepy in the lap of Muses I saw outside of a dream, the reflection of a Christmas Tree. Distant and yet so close. Beyond the glass yet still near. I saw, its needles of poverty piercing the thick skin of Tory Goblins. I saw its once pretty coloured lights starved of feed,dimmed into darkness. I saw a crippled Fairy,...

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Tenacious ichor tells entire construction Divulges puerile battles during idle procedure Relic compiling spotlight show seduction Library ivory tower truth siphoning beseecher Adapted lady adorns princely throne ...

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Mother : Earth, I was sown in your womb resembling soil, Remained there for a period. Then I was germinated, Your umbilical cord resembles roots. Medium of food. Your purity, senerity and devotion were : my nutritions. With fondle care, Developed, From bud to flower. My scent : virtue. Outcome of your love. Fortunate : being your son. By :- Rohit Sharma (Joker)...

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