Madison Poems - Poems about Madison

09-12-2024 Being as unfaithful as Ashley Madison That’s how I honestly feel when it comes to God Who’s not like luggage which I can just jettison Though the world at times tempt me to never applaud Him it tantalises me endless draws me in Like raindrops on spider’s web yet so bitter-sweet I can’t deny myself this feeling which can spin Me out...

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She developed a keen appreciation For hotdogs, revered in the nation Eaten during July 4th celebration Fried chicken a close second of her faves Eaten during veterans’ day near the graves Of Civil War masters, who used to have slaves What about ham, does Dolly eat ham too? While working on guest list overdue Madison might give you a clue She will go down...

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Today, in Wisconsin, three children lost their lives. The media of course pours on us, emotional jive! I, personally, cannot imagine, such a heartbreaking loss. In a school, no less, friends and parents bear the cost! Mental illness is a bloody monstrous thief. When neglected,……it causes endless grief! Watch the screams to take guns away. While the breath of innocents by other...

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There were 4 beds, a mom, a dad, and a grandmother. At first 4, but later on, there were 6 rooms. There were 8 girls in a large household. There were 4 boys and a dog named Jack. There were plenty of toy guns for the boys, but 8 dolls for the girls were never seen. Perhaps there were 6...

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There are so many wonderful ways, To describe you on any given day. So, each letter is given a few words, Expressing exactly who you are; From the bottom of my heart. Marvelous Miracle Amazingly Artistic Dazzling Dancer Immensely Involved Superb Sister Observant One Noticeably Natty Radiant Ray Outgoing Optimist Gracious Girl Enthusiastic Entertainer Reliable Role-Model Social Star...

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Who am I and what have I to gain This I ponder walking to Madison Lane Where my old grandmother's house still stands Oh how memories twist like old rubber bands Not much to it but I hold it sublime Reminisce of a much happier place and time Never have I in all these years Walked through a house with many falling...

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Yes, she loves art. She craves for the flow of the brush, on her broken canvas, it fell apart. No one knows though, so hush. She likes to imagine her razor as the brush. Herself as the canvas, where she makes her art. When she feels depressed or something such, she paints her picture, to cover up her broken heart. The blood rushes...

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She continues to break, As she goes on through the day. She thinks she's a mistake. Oh, if only there was a way. Her daily thought is "The world would be better off without me" If only she listened to this "You are more than you think, you see." No, she thinks I'm lying. She doesn't believe in me, Actually, she doesn't...

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She's broken. She just wanted her thoughts to be spoken. For her words to mean something, For her words to be affecting. But she feels worthless. Her dream was to become an actress, to inspire others ti achieve their dreams, but she had fallen in the streams. She lost all of her hope, having no way to cope. She wakes up every morning, ready to...

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I found myself in Madison on the eve of a country fair, Had no idea why that was because I knew nobody there. The leaves had not yet changed their shade, though an autumn breeze drifted through, Could hear the last marching band play ...

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MADISON SQUARE QUINTAIN Wild-haired, gangly boy from Queens , Garfunkel, in his awkwardness and tallness, Like a kitten dangling in a pair of blue jeans, ...

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IN MADISON SQUARE Only the sound of silence As timeless Simon and Garfunkel begin Singing in the Madison Square night A reminder of post-911 defiance : The Boxer’s Inspired tale of no surrender – he remains, Beaten but undefeated. The art of survival. Wild hair and unsure of his...

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Sorry Madison I fell asleep, for you took far too long to respond. I expected a poem a little more deep, because I thought we had a stronger bond! You wrote three stanzas only, damn I thought you'd write a lot more. Why you leave me so lonely, and close your cold heart's door? It's a blast from the...

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Madison's poetry replays in my head, and she said, "Tag, you're it!" My poetic wings will spread, so I'll be the pilot and she can sit in the cockpit! With my wordplay, I'm taking her up, up, and away! I want to be one with her DNA, and together she'll forever be my protege... Let me show you my...

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The Corner of Wells and Madison I know that if I ever fall in the street the way that man did, in the middle of an intersection, someone will mind. But if unlike that man I make it to the other side, scale the curb and mount the sidewalk and then fall, no one will have to...

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