Mixed Poems - Poems about Mixed

today, thinking time flowing… no peace, children dying in war… victims, all those dying in vain… iced war, cold melting life flowing… love left, the war took her ...

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Just how much courage does it take? ...

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I open a bag of mixed-up vegetables their chatter is deafening I ask them, “What’s the ruckus? “It’s the day of reckoning!” I open a box of Hamburger Helper hoping to quench veggies’ yelping As H.H. interacts with mixed up vegetables he laments, “I can do no helping!” It’s hard to decide what to make for dinner when surrounded by conflict and strife After thinking it through...

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Since you have been gone A lot of water has passed under the bridge A mixed bag of events have occurred Leaving behind earth-shaking calamities Difficult to quantify As confusion like whirlwind Keeps spreading and threatening The very fabric of National Cohesion Nobody knows what to believe anymore As looters of our commonwealth Keep spewing...

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Food has power Peanuts boost mind Heavy when take. Any nuts will do As long it feeds My tummy's needs. Relax, eat nuts To pass the time Mingle with fun. Nuts, corn bits, flakes Mix nuts in one A bowl suffice. All these snack Comes in handy Or pocketful. I eat peanuts When I play chess Win some, lost some....

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Somehow, it was lovely to know about your interest of fruits. First banana then green apple, eventually avocado. With all the fruits available, you introduced me the “guacamole”. When I loved the new menu and after three successful meals, You told me about Ajvar. I went shopping to get the right ingredients. With the online...

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I love Playing video games all day But I have to go to school I love drinking soda But it ruins my teeth I love spending time with my family But they talk about things I don't know about I love eating food But i have to watch what I eat I love sleeping in But I have work I love going to math...

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Love is beautiful If the person is right. Peace comes When you prostrate. You are my achievement My end is you. To see you in the eyes Is also a human dream. You are mixed in my brain A sky size love....

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Delany's scissors were like a brush bringing the art lteratti to a hush Her paper Pancratium* daffodil with Matisse-like cut-out** skill...

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I am at a loss your death has changed so many leaving us empty...

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,,Why then? Why, explain! Two days before you were saying again thank you with a high pitched voice after I tried to pay close attention to anything you do so you remember a positive trait! So we can go on positive again!" ,,Why do I need to explain? Did you explain in the past?" ,,It was 3years ago." ,,As more the...

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For us to Grasp the Love There are promises of . . . Of us The promises Are there for Love to grasp . . . Grasp to us For the promises of Love are there . . . There are promises of us for Love to grasp the . . . The promises of Love Are there for us to ...

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Poetry is a drug, mixed in the alchemy of the night, An elixir of never-ending dreams, the bitter drink of wandering souls, Poured into the empty goblets of thirsty minds, And it flows, softly, through the veins carrying the sap of unspoken desires, A sweet poison that opens gates to hidden worlds. With every swallowed word, I lose myself in...

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Let the beauty of what you love, be what you do... Hopefully-- to God, neighbor (and self) -- staying true ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Just barely made it in, I was the last poem allowed to enter!) :D...

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When I was little, before I started school, my dream was to be a professional dancer for I knew I had that natural talent instilled in me, talent that was not taken seriously. The magic, beauty of dance stayed in me. Although, I never had any dance lessons, I was always selected to perform at my schools, recitals and community events. Life...

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