Metaphor March Poems

As we stride through the year
we've passed months full of fear
weeks that weren't as sincere
& Days that only need us to be clear
We've faced new...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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S - Shamrock, graceful, green emblem 
T - three heart-shaped leaves, only one stem.
O - On St. Patrick's Day the Irish understand
R - redemption -...

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Ooh...this... just an amazing grace note
     recalling how I felt like an ass
and wanna toot 'bout me getting steered
  ...

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If this were then I’d draw the line.
I don’t say it, obviously,
I mean it inside.
If this were then I’d
break the glass with my
Burning & rage,
Maybe.
Glass...

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It's a hole in my heart, the shatter of glass
It's dark, it's the cold, it's the end of the class
The void in the stars, the...

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The drumming of Ides of March
could be heard from the horizon,
as faceless horses galloped in fiery glow,
making the horizon look as though it was
an earth's...

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The sun peeks his face out from the passing wind 
still chilly and cold, and in this air the tree branches 
stretch their arms to...

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We shouldn't keep all our words
When world is breathing with the spring,
I let speech with kindest thoughts
disturbing sleep of lyric string.
Yes, I will let myself...

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BULLETS!

If there ever was a time in the history of human, it is now that one’s being is 
     bound to...

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I find myself trapped by bodies that move with this continuous stride and feet that march with fashionable certainty. My feet falter sideways to make...

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