Lucks Poems - Poems about Lucks

...The Concernment of Peoples he stood before all of the world to speak his concern for the future he marveled at mans achievements he spoke of mans ability to create and recreate to survive the h......

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... Grand fireworks on display, as everyone happily embarks in New Year’s brand new day. Let us welcome! Hug the year without doubts and fear, All come! Sounds squish, Bad lucks and tear ......

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...A murder of crows A crowd of pigeons A mob of mealworms Hedgehogs? A smidgen A swarm of swans A drove of ducks A throng of turkeys This horde is full of un-lucks......

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...A man win his lucks As he receive the prizes Some happy, some sad.......

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...Valentines Day always found me quiver and bowed over Ring with no feather in my cap only envy at handsome man drakes with bucks, who could bank on "hot chicks" willingly aligned in arrow emitti......

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...Parisian Passion Tilly came to the place made for romance Paris the capital city of France The place where sentimental dreams are made This was her most spine-tin......

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...Quintet A Pond Of Time Five ducks Sans lucks Their day At bay Their quack Turned black Their fate Negate Ducks splash Backlash Be damn They swam Abreast And stressed ......

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...Blank books made me learn, Infinity stars made me count. Here water gets burned, And fire got out. People go on believing in lucks, And diligent becomes tired. Replier get stuck, Nepotism......

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...Countless generations lapsed since height of Greco-Roman mythology conceived, birthed and populated vast canopy of sky and expanse of terrestrial firmament, whereat obeisant propinquity quintessentia......

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...My heart is on an island Half a continent away. It’s not a hot and sunny isle With palm trees all asway. The trees are oaks and maples, The winters cold and raw The waves pound on the beaches,......

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...Ballaraat’s known for its bounty of gold, and the days of Eureka Stockade, plus winning horses, on racing courses, where flanks of the horses are flayed. And the offer of prize is a bountiful o......

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...what is n alto said the unknowing soprano to the unsurpecting tentor who are the Alto's whats a Bass does it have a face do Basses smile and stay round a while who are the sopranos do they po......

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...Amid taxing toils and ever ebbing throes, We totter toward the end that must come; Yielding all stale themes of yester-breath, Our face as meek as that of a dying lamb. Such ill-fated Odyss......

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...The fallen, their souls tarnished stare aimlessly skyward. With sullen eyes, they count the times lucks gone awry. What will others think, of one who has been such a fool? Is there a place, he cou......

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...I heard many times before When sad, mothers become trees They become clouds, when there is more sorrow And a rosary, when they are more sorry I knew a long time ago, The Annas and Pais......

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