Losers Poems - Poems about Losers

Christmas can be a hard time for many. Especially those in The Midnight Losers Club. If you are, surround yourself with great friends and you'll be ok. Salute. Are you a member of The Midnight Losers Club? (A lone voice whispers) I joined last night Went through the initiation Got my heart broken in two Took proof Showed them all on the big...

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Every word I write must be right -- written to the best of my ability; my product of honest thinking Not a word penned while blinking To be perfect, is to be true To be flawless is truly to be you. Every hope and aspiration should be contemplated with invested determination Without driving will there is no achievable way (make every gambit a fully invested play) All winners are reformed losers....

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Winners And Losers Miracle Man 9/1/2024 Doing it God's way makes the end result worthwhile. Hell is for losers. ...

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shifting the soup of gravy poured into a shifter the residue is thrown away if we assume the sifted is a soup we shall not know if the lumps in the sifter is the truth no one wanted to hear ...

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Let's all celebrate Motivate and innovate Let's all have incredible fun The one that will last more than a lifetime Every four years, it is that time Again and again, let's us sprint, jump, run Like happy rabbits, like flying cheetahs Let's us enjoy all sports and the hoopla Let's witness and win the gold medals Many records will be broken It is about doing...

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I have no regard for other poets how could it be other As they conscript the words away of which I’ve not discovered A battle royal zero sum as phrases block and parry The winner left his voice reclaimed — the loser most disparaged (The New Room: February, 2024) ...

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Losers always do their worst Winners used to being first Losers never ever win Winners win and win again...

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Mercy dragged fate around our alley, a path taken before, failed, but who cares ? two lucky losers, who determined the ending, in the precipice of nothing. you and I were children in the world, non-existent in love stories, to keep you crouched, easier for me unaffected by the flow of gossip. Satiety in you Time never promised, my being enjoyed you even in sleep. But, the...

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In regards to this game or so called thing we call life Technically I haven't lost as yet But on the other hand I certainly as hell haven't won And although I am over 50 now its not full time just as yet either As we are now just merely moving into overtime Because if anything life thus far...

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Place your bets, you’re just in time for the game, the fix is in. What a thrill. Is it a crime to cash in? The winners do, and that could be you. You’ll be a witness, as wise guys smoothly step in - it’s basic greed - and never a sin, as long as they win. Mr...

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winners surefire, lucky honoring, crowning, notifying achievers, success, non-starter, failures compensating, voiding" lowballing ...

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beyond all belief amazing all the losers running for office...

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Losers will forever fail I know they will surely Be flirting with you Behind my back Cos they are not sure of themselves They are jealous of our love And all they can do Is chatter us apart They are not real men Cos real men don't lie Or stab another man for love So when they...

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I do not recognise this world we live in, I can't bear its troubled face, All the arguing and fighting, Will cause the end of the Human Race. Inhumanity runs rife, For the people of Ukraine The savage loss of life, Destruction and constant pain, Caused by a dictator, Who decides he wants a war, Stirring a cauldron of trouble, Adding more and more, Anguish to the...

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Crying is for losers The message loud and clear I got this while I grew up Only babies cry Stop that immediately Don’t be a baby We do not allow that nonsense in this house I understood from a young age Even today When adults cry at me I feel annoyed They are damaged, weak. Crying is for losers Right Mom?...

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