Mon Poems - Poems about Mon

SONG CREDITS : Song : Mon Karigor Singer : Tahsan Lyric : Robiul Islam Jibon Tune : Imran Mahmudul Music : Imran Mahmudul Album : Mon Karigor Label : Cd Choice Cast : Azim Uddula & Saowla Director : Chandan Roy Chowdhury Lyrics: The foreshadowed clouds , wanderer within the sky Not an easy one to tame through dispersing...

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RASTA MY ASSASIN MURDERED AT MY FEET RETURNED WITH A PILE OF GRAVEYARD DIRT SEARCHING FOR THE OWNERS OF THE BAKERY A BAKERY ALREADY SOLD SWINDLED FROM THE OWNER IN THE END A CURSE PUT UPON ANYONE WHO TRIES TO CLAIM THE BAKERY TANGIBLE DEAL WITH THE DEVIL AFTER THE KILLING OF RASTA ANDREW THE...

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now ... dance for me … eyes of polished onyx pierce me like the keen edge of a scalpel, deftly wielded ... the blood of my black heart flowing in and around you - warm and welcomed to your wings and wants - the aspiration of our spirits charged air between us as still as ruin while the world spins outward ever a cacophony of color ... calm...

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Dogs howl, people also, that moonful yowl is a sustaining thread, a link to soul. Most folks beat the bushes looking for God knows what? Only those who've done with howling get it -got it - know it - they've got that sustaining thread, even so, now and again, everyone’s still got to bay a bit, just like any other dawg, even so. ...

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You used to say that pizza always sucks once you’ve had your last slice you’d grab the best sneer to mimic all those moments we couldn’t box in would have your forehead slipping into eternity by stroking the surface of boiling water would complain about pain like it it could go away with high frequency and would dress my happiness like the...

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do you know Mrs. Con Mon? She monopolizes every conversation. Actually annihilating it, because once she is here all conversation except her conversation stops. People who do not know her wait for her to pause. Thinking that she will, but she doesn’t. Her mouth opens, and suddenly she is loudo you know Mrs. Con Mon? She monopolizes every conversation. Actually annihilating it, because...

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I don't know why I love your smile I don't know why I admire your style I don't know why I appreciate your ways I don't know why I want to carry your trays. Through your eyes I can see deep in your heart It's like looking through a binocular or a telescope At times, I see love, pride and many...

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Soft hands, intertwined with mine, Increasing my grip, for we have no time. Your bright eyes, your beautiful smile, Down to my knees, I fall again. Mon amour, you belong to my heart, A tear falls to the thought of our depart. Your soft hug comforting my wounds, But I can't seem to let go of you... ...

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Three letters one word, one sentence One idea, one ideal, one sequence of generating generated art that even AI cannot duplicate because I just tried to use ChatGPT to compose This soliloquy and please before you start, those of you that think for me to do so is fraud-like There’s little for me about you to like And you see the real issue...

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Oh, my…oh…my sad heart’s bang on broke, Bidding adieu, to my lover, a sweet bloke. A tall, brunette sailor, going back to the sea. In duress, I moaned, what’s to become of me? Without his eyes, the deep color of the sea. And his tanned ,muscular arms to encircle me. I rested my arms on the railing, as his ship pulled...

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In Scotland the reindeer arrived at a canter And Rudolph gave Santa some humorous banter His outfit was red But sat on his head A bright ginger wig and an old Tam O’ Shanter 25 November 2022 Contest: A Funny Christmas Limerick Sponsor: Tania Kitchin...

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"mon dieu" she's definitely French no no oui i don't have a frog in my throat...

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Hey you, dear reader! You over there immersed in this fairy world lost in this wonderland! "Mon semblable, mon frère"! What if life goes awry and plans do stray from the intended course from the traced way without a cause? Won't you crave to have a say? What if your hopes your wishes are all the day despicably belittled and thrown away without a cause? Won't you ache to have a say? What if such a...

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Mon Cherie Amour Always in my heart....you beat, Like a drum being played in summer’s heat. Cymbals I do lovingly hear, Whenever our naked toes are near. You, the ever-present, inspiration. The driving force, behind my simple, poetic creations. I wonder oft, are my poems dull or boring? I shan’t apologize, as my wish, is to set other souls soaring. ...

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I needed a friend but knew not what it was; indeed had never known. Needed a lesson, required a teacher to show, instruct. She stood on my toes which were in her way that day - damned if I knew why because I was wined ? Come and tell me who understands just what it is. Period....

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