Mab Poems - Poems about Mab

...When Madness Grins When madness grins, the mirrors blink, And all the clocks begin to drink. Time forgets its careful lines— And paints the air in crooked signs. Mice wear monocles to preach......

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...Leftward went his stride, counter to the sun he strode. They said he was magicked hence by the fairies or was a mechanical manikin witched up from a pot of spells. Old widdershins had a stove p......

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...Old queen Mab Alone in her halls of bones Sits by herself Still as stone Waiting for her death to atone But death will not take spiteful Mab For dark Letus tried once But soon turned back Fo......

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...7x+3k=0 Love is hiding from me I’m aware of it Every flaw that I have can make you scared a bit Did I hear insecure ? If the shoe fit wear it And in my case every pair will fit I can’t f......

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...Note: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley Percy Bysshe Shelley, Born 4 August 1792 Horsham, Sussex, England[1] Died , 8 July 1822 (aged 29) Gulf of La Spezia, Kingdom of Sardinia......

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...I love you You love me too. I care about you You care about me too. When will you come I do all the time Come to you that is... Mab 04/25/18......

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...Okay so I think I have a theory.. Let listen Okay so I think this world goes along without some rule. I think there are some hidden facts in this world. Fact we don't understand yet.. If u ca......

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...Letters to dust, Wearily cast, Sculpted on stone, Singing alone. Words on a slab, Spelt by Queen Mab, Torn from the sky, Voiced upon high. Thoughts from above, Painted with love, Re......

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...time melts down in the death obsession decays with death death awakens me in the state of absolute tranquility, tranquility not even bothered by the buzzing in my ears I was thinking that dea......

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...Thistledown wus his name and sometimes he stung, well actually his stem stung. The stinkers gave him a bad name, they did! Handsome wus he. Aye, the ladies loved him. Coming near to his full bushy he......

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...In my own heart I will always be true, I will look in the mirror And never be blue... In my own heart The sun will shine, Making brighter days I know I'll be fine... In my own heart I am......

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...you are all a lost generation -- Gertrude Stein ? I Once hallowed encephalon cavernous cerebral chasms now less serene ruptured n' spleen Subjected to ravenous days? Days n' illuminat......

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