Litres Poems - Poems about Litres

... I can still smell Mom's homemade soup on the stove, she always had a pot simmering for us kids to welcome us home; it was made in this huge soup pot which I inherited, old, and ding......Read the rest...

...GOOD FOOD Food to Egg as Pure milk Water nourish. omlette. to drink, daily Good to ......Read the rest...

...A facility he had not used But about it already enthused: A not funny challenging toilet, Water needing like Pontus Pilate: Just to climb it effusive pride bruised And when one was through with......Read the rest...

...The Election result is a kill-joy And has a man made a boy: A result so blunt I’m trying ketamine; That should my recovery determine My BP should’ve been key issue And its treatment a Toilet Ti......Read the rest...

...The essence was in the V But I liked gambling with the E So I tore open my can of milk And gulped down litres of filth It was a Monday morning you all And they had just brought in another sub vi......Read the rest...

...Hot water crisis Suddenly no hot water We didn’t have hot water in my childhood We had to boil water on a kettle Pour it into a bowl, add cold water and wash The vital parts. It was when it w......Read the rest...

...While litres of milk drifted down the deity's idol like a river, the thirsty stomach on the temple steps wetted its lips. ......Read the rest...

...UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: LI - Tongue-Teasers If you want to give someone a « taste of his own medicine", you must first obtain sufficient quantities of the same medicine in the market, and if it’s ou......Read the rest...

...So I sat here under this baobab tree, Trying to imagine how it gets to live, Seeing the dry land and suny weather, Am shocked what makes it grow fruits? Then I ask myself these questions, What......Read the rest...

...I am dreaming the past Past when KBC was the only station Each morning started with the anthem of the nation We had to know your intention Before saying anything through the station Each anchor ......Read the rest...

...In the church hall, as they sung to pray To usher in Pastor Nyari, for spiritual food The tile that crack, ushered in water The swamp stationed hall, sucked litres of water Only three boys, were ......Read the rest...

...The materials are shredded into pieces He takes his measurement with his intuitive Tape He Lives himself Lost in creative wilderness He sits in a serene environment ready to receive his imaginatio......Read the rest...

...Twenty two snails were dancing in a line, for they had consumed some wine, the wine had been left by humans in the yard, the glasses full, no breaks, no shards. Safely pulling themselves up the stems......Read the rest...

...A nurse has washed six patients; it's a busy day, And now she has just watched a lovely lady die, Next she’s going to bed-bath the woman next door, No time for her own needs, can’t let herself cry......Read the rest...

...A Coffee Merchant was the first man to find, The corpse as he started off on his daily grind! What he saw filtered through, so he had grounds To send for the Police, to investigate what he'd found......Read the rest...