Metallurgy Poems - Poems about Metallurgy

... Frice the week along with night had fallen to sleepless slumber, Trapped again 'tween times when thirds are three in number. I sense a grimace gurgle in these halls of boned wall, The aching w......

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... I wanted to make something drawn from bosom You & I gemini'd, From the wells extract'd virginity untouch'd by compounds— Forgot to send it out, forgot to hit send, Hello,......

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...Thrice the night—the day!—both fell to sleepless slumber, But now in Spring, though yet again: The third was three in number. I sense a wince remind itself, Of what it means to be, Instead to ......

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...A travel rarest from earth heavenly To make me martial celestially Teaches me to understand the norms Facing all galactic storms Noblest souls from Martian mother Engage in decoding alien stat......

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...Xenophobia We are not seeing the Africa inspired by Mandiba. We are not seeing the Africa inspired by our Ancient Kings of rusted spear and shield. This is not Africa! This is African inspir......

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...Twice the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber, Yet again awoken by winter when the third was three in number. I sense that a silence doth sneak ‘tween cracks of weathered wood, Conniving w......

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...The post industrial lack of revolution continues to spew its poisonous fumes, Into our mouths from its radioactive decay whose half-life is replenished by half of our own. Plucked ripe from the f......

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...Earth was peaceful In the time of remembering Where the pasture looks so flourish Childreen roam around the green-field And they Cheers in an urban glory Every where looks so beautiful in w......

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...A wince doth lurk wearing which wicked gaze, Of conniving cast shadows ‘tween my windowpanes. Gazing through the window’s diaphanous gelid glass, I see a flushing fluorescent misty haze of frot......

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...MORNING OF OPTIMISM A blue pigment covers the heavens hope spreading like a giant reed mat to infinite ends Day ahead promising something new like Indian merchant ships of 1570 The atmosphere ......

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...In acetous longing Penchant and efflorescent Enumerating metallurgy Feather, dust and stone Apart and in essence same Can in such majesty exist?......

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...Once the night had fallen upon a sleepless slumber, Whence the winter woke me when the third was three in number. I sense that a wince doth lurk and wear which wicked gaze, Of conniving shadows ......

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...As i Knew The butterfly flew Someone or something is new On one's eye view As the shimmering Light On the darkest night If you might Nothing in sight As even if you are Sit as Tsar Twin......

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...The ask of cultures. Dutch to Portugal, do you think colonisation of fruit and lands and their inhabitants was the fairest exchange of our tactics of the strategy to wrestles of communication. They......

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...Take your raw material And bend unto me The coarse metals we will refine Transmutate, warp, and respindle Through wizardry of dance Extracting luminous physiology, We will free value from metallurgy......

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