Moister Poems - Poems about Moister

...Darkness coiled in the depths of the night. Where shadows try to hide from your view. The moon is a mirror reaching for the light. Rattling on the doors grappling with the dew. Cigarette rims o......

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...Moister dripping With eyes red Lips quivering Heart exploding A soul with unrest Sparkling eyes dimming Smile disappearing Tiny hands upon face Squatting on her knees A crushed fathers hea......

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...First Day of Winter First Day of Winter Temperate dropping First Day of Winter Moister dripping First Day of Winter Cloudy skies Spitting vertical drops of dew Clear white crystalline drops......

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...NUN FUN IN THE SUN There was in hot Tashkent in the orient A religious uprising - a convent dissent. Army was ordered in with gunnery, The soldiers targeted the nunnery. Here are the eve......

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...I've got a dish of killifish I wish to eat that silly fish Baked, or fried in peanut oil Roasted, dried, or let to boil. Make me a star-gazy pie Take me to the Catfish Fry Lead me to the Chin......

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...Loving Myself I miss him playing with my toys. I’m alone now in my bed looking out my window at the silver stars. My hand stroking them while my mind is remembering, remembering. He u......

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...One night as I was trying to fall asleep, getting all comfy underneath the cotton sheets, all's I could hear was the ticking of my clock, everyone asleep except for me in my pajama frock, Tossi......

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...Have you ever been told that you want your cake and to eat it to. Well of course, I do. A Tres Leche cake…you would too. A moister cake…there is none. This cake is creamy, dreamy, and fun. T......

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...Clouds floating on the wings of air Wandering over hills, valleys and deserts Swinging, dancing and thundering Raining over fields, rivers and seas Unmindful of the throes of barren lands and d......

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...In the corruption of the mental state, Everyone's body is packed in a crate. Torn to pieces and thrown away, No, this is part of everyday. Shadows creeping closer, Your eyes getting moiste......

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...Shall the truth sprout from my tongue! That had lied too many, But I ain't lying to you, my love For your death, my tears, will compete with the rains, That fills the oceans, to its full, to its brim......

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...Those drapes of snow, which out my window dance, like thy white arms, that my warm heart surround, are ghostly visions false, heav’nly rants, deceiving my mind, of no substance found, replacing g......

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...From the skeleton's remains I say goodbye To a broken heart cold and lonely You never heard me cry In the whispering clouds Where dreams are blown away in broken promises that were ......

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...In days of old when men were bold And they didn’t use moisturiser.... They shaved with a sword, slapped whisky on their chin And didn’t use aftershave in an atomiser The scraped the dirt off with a......

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...And if poverty whips, largely, torments In her barefaced snort of withering grievance. I shall be the one, mannered by Earth's dog- wetness, To garner my broken possession, murk and bins......

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