Merchandise Poems - Poems about Merchandise

...I Am shame In my vice Hate the acclaim Help me Jesus Christ And take away this pain My wounds are covered in ice Sutures being applied in vain My Life came Th......

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...Hakim. The Gatekeeper from Esagila. (A lone voice whispers) In ancient Babylon, I once stood alone and mixed fire Iron and clay All day Creating a spell To entice my only light to......

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...These are English translations of Spanish poems by Pablo Neruda. Religión en el Este (“Religion in the East”) by Pablo Neruda translation by Michael R. Burch for Tom Merrill I realized in......

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... One "cent" is one-hundredth of a dollar. It is often mistaken for its British counterpart, the penny. They are worth so little these days. Now, a suggestion has been presented: The Unit......

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...A teacher, A strange identity, Nameless, without a surname, Wordless, without recognition. A shared identity, A heartfelt tale in silence, A rebellion hidden within words. He, the veiled rev......

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...Many British thermal units* later Vice linkedin to carnal flesh this writer, (a married heterosexual doofus, – whose alter egos named and highlighted courtesy Gallant and Goofus) attones ......

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... Candescent blossoms drape the earth's soft merchandise, A carpet of ombre leaves flutters in the breeze, Dewdrops transform into halos of light, Portraying a catharsis in twilight's tender twe......

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...I feel honored, and flattered to acquaint myself (a married youthful looking sexagenarian solitudinarian from southeastern Montgomery County, Pennsylvania), yet feel awkward at jump/kick starting a r......

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...The temple resembled a market place. They bought and sold. By the rich even the Sanctum Sanctorum was controlled. Communion of the humans with the divine seemed delinked. From the lost tongues of ......

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...Walking in my life, I met one life, Of one man life. I like his life He speak about life, Example life of wife I like his face, It shows how confidence, Speaking with evidence. Tone o......

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...I am stumbling along the beaten down path and struggling to get out of the dark, there are some boulders in the way and I have to work up extra energy to roll them away. The earth wakes up from its m......

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...It's the weekend (Friday night). Lisa and I are hangin’, music’s playing, and we’re rummaging through my suitcase, for an outfit option, for me, tonight. Call it cliché, but we like going out - and g......

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...Monday morning comes alive with the piston train speeding by, thousands of people gather at the gate and crowd the platform before it was too late. Monday morning full of passion with hangover lin......

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...??Isaiah 5:1-8 KJVAAE?? [1] Now will I sing to my well-beloved a song of my beloved touching his vineyard. My well-beloved hath a vineyard in a very fruitful hill: [2] and he fenced it, and gathere......

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... The heaviness of this bed draws indications that I’m not sleeping alone The squeaky sound of a loud spring creeping in as it moved like an aggressive ocean wave at night I could hear I’m not brea......

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