Mere Poems - Poems about Mere

the mere evidence

I don't know who is she
Where she come from
Or what she does for a living
But how beautiful she is
When i look at her and
I know nothing else
But the mere evidence 

Touch -me- not -plant

Oh, touch -me-not plant,                                                   

Mere Moments

The words we speak can bring life or bring death..
It could be the suicide, of the persons last breath..
Be mindful of your thoughts before you impart..
You never know when, that could finish a heart..

The quill this evening is not a mere instrument, but a primordial beast

The quill this evening is not a mere instrument, but a primordial beast,
A lacquered leviathan with a tip sharp as obsidian fangs,
Its body coiled like an ouroboros, devouring its own ink in vengeance,
It struggles under my grip, a relic of extinct empires, growling glyphs older than rivers.
When I dare to drip her name on parchment,

Mere mahakal

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MERE CHRISTIANITY Minichu

Christ a phantom through my hours
flames within a kohl tongue
psalms crack the white cloth like a razor 

On the way back
piercing kneeling knees,
a broken crown's mask

glistening
kindling
memory

Christ a phantom through my hours
piercing kneeling knees —
memory

We Smile and Smoke our Hearts out at The Mere Thought of You

{"Chipped nails, I would gnaw for when you screamed at me. Chapped lips, for when I would secure them in between my teeth at the mere reflection of you for a brisk second. Outbreaks protrude on the flesh of my skin where I relapsed and emitted trepidation indicators through my body. My hands fumbled to

Mere Mehboob Tumse Sab Hai

Mere mehboob, tumse hi toh sab hai,  
Tumse hai khushboo, tumse gulshan ka rang hai.  
Tere bina ye duniya veeraan si lagti,  
Tum ho toh har mod pe jeene ka ang hai.  

Tumse hai meri khushi, tumse hai mera gham,  
Tum se hai ye sukoon, tumse hi hai karam. 

MERE WORDS

MERE WORDS

A word or phrase that will always speak
Meaning and inspiration for all to hear
An ever constant challenge to the meek
A word or phrase that will always speak
The power of creation when at its peak
Unafraid of language as sword or spear
A word or phrase that will always speak
Meaning and inspiration for all to hear

A word

Phenomenon or mere lemon 3

He thinks he’s a phenomenon,
An orange, when he’s mere lemon. 
The more he gets the squeeze,
The more proves an ass he’s,
A kind that higher goes,
The more tends to expose
Like a monkey on tree
Whose rear we all can see,
One who lacks sense not so common.
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Happenings |11.09.2024| USA, political, Humour
Pet’s note: This is third in a series

One Mere Step at a Time

When life's journey folds in on itself,
Becomes a jumble, in clattered confusion,
it's wise to hold back,
and stall the footfall.
To disassemble the journey and saga,
into it's component parts,
and lines in play.
To revert to time's tick tock routine,
taking one step, one mere step,
before every second one,
reflecting on each moment,
dissected, 
and stepped, 
upon.

startled fox a mere kit

startled fox turns with his fluffy tail down
His fur he wears like an amber kingly gown
Against the forest wall, he gives so much color
Hiding in the thicket is his older brother
His teeth have barely come in, he is a baby
Will he run off like a frightened deer? Possibly
He skitters away; now his beautiful tail is

At the edge of madness, when shadows become extensions of being and not mere imprints

At the edge of madness, when shadows become extensions of being and not mere imprints,
We glimpse the overwhelming truth and profound simplicity of life, like a crystalline mirror,
Reflecting not just our faces, but also the cosmic vulnerability,
And in this moment of mad grace, we feel the world dissipate into a vapor of dreams.
Man, in a

Mere Mortal

Ah, Timothy dear friend
Did she steal your heart
Cut you with those razor eyes of beauty
Break you in two
You’re just a man, mere mortal
Never in this world could you tie her down
No jewels, no cars, no house
Just free to take your soul
But you’ve been lucky dear friend
Bittersweet it may feel
No flesh to console
Just a heavy heart
Ah,

Shints Mere Shints Mere

Wierded by your stumpish quirks
foolish retorical ramblings
unrelated to any topic
with objectiives
that jive against the
needs of our relationship
lacking lusteris something dull
in need of attention
might we speak of the vase
it's beauty is marvel from
it's appeal
but it lacks the care a good 
varnishing could bring
the chimera leaves us hoping
that our lack of interest in shelacing
cause us to make

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