Last Drop Poems - Poems about Last Drop

Why does it have to be meant then to be said? Why though did you ecounter the other way i talked with you about not entering there so then, was it on purpose? But you only can see that it was a fault in lies but you you you weren't, it is capable of itslef....

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In a realm where feuds festered, fierce and free, Two clans clashed, Kovacs and Petrovics, starkly set. Amidst the mountains, a tale of sorrow spun, Where bloodied bonds bespoke a bitter debt. Within the heart of Europe's emerald embrace, Their homes, once harmonious, now hushed with hate. Like whispered winds, war's woes wandered wide, And peace, a petal plucked, left to dissipate. The...

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He shed the Last Drop For Me When the story is finely written And the speckled bird, about to fly When the counter has made his final count And the Spirit has tried his last try When the book is about to close And the pleader issued his final plea And the curtain is set to drop He shed his last drop...

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Love is a silent emotion, invisible to open eyes. But, I saw the naked soul of her enigma - my universal truth. A pristine state of perfection. As her 'silence' whispered to my soul in a million ways...

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I do not ask for much, just the last drop of honey said Baby Bear. We gave him his wish in the bathtub and on the stair. We gave him the last drop here and there. We gave him the last drop everywhere. I guess you can say that we both care, About our baby, Baby Bear. We give him the...

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I do not ask for much, just the last drop of honey said Baby Bear. We gave him his wish in the bathtub and on the stair. We gave him the last drop here and there. We gave him the last drop everywhere. I guess you can say that we both care, About our baby, Baby Bear. We give him the...

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if you are looking old winds look at the songs not yet forgotten a full glass was memories watch out for the last drop...

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Cloud of despair rose from the seamless sea of sorrow, storm surged from the dismal horizon of mind’s visage, melted in many streamlets of tear to torrentially flow, like the rolling rills of rain drops on the face of foliage. All the dark clouds didn’t dissolve in the deluge of grief, in a lone...

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Within sequestered silent tears’, my heart hibernates, Solitudes that slumber amongst the venomous voids… Love is snared amidst echoes that resonate in repose, The walls of confusion crumble upon ravenous ruins. A qabalistic quarantine quenching quiet landscapes, Where alienation adorns the converging covertness… Surreptitiousness strains seclude, darkened subterfuge, For the wasteland withdraws within the wilderness. A deluge of desolation dominates the demons den, For...

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Why does the stars begin to fade, Because of cruelty and fate, Or maybe dream's not good enough, Or day was hard and long and rough? Perhaps there were no kind words, But there were pranks and tricks of gods, And might be it was just last drop, And there're no faith and love and hope?...

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The insatiable greed of man is draining the earth, bleeding it dry Ain't no climate change is the reason given why Corrupt men of science selling out, giving out bogus data to support the claims of their business patrons Rich greedy dogs who never get enough They love to drink your milkshake, they love to drink it all up Were granted permission to drill in environmentally protected land Fracking...

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On the fateful hour of the day The horizon covered in the anger of darkness In my nostrils, a later meaningful blood smell Head lying on a tough mat in village clinic Despite elevation, eyes couldn’t catch sight of injured leg In my mind a flood of unanswered questions By my side for six hospital months you stayed With beauty and smiles,...

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Bitterness to the Last Drop Bitterness to the last drop, knowing that the insanity needs to stop Bitterness has won the fight...

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Morning coffee burns when it hits my sleepy lips boy, it sure tastes good!...

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.......The last drop of tear……… Embracing the eyes, caressing them The last drop of tears is most beautiful It doesn’t shed and leave eyes like its brethren It remains with eyes till the end; dutiful And it only leaves when eyes stop crying It ensures the woes are gone; pain thus ended Indeed the tear stakes its own life, its existence But never...

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