Motives Poems - Poems about Motives

Thrill to craft poetry with motives simon-pure Analogous to beckoning think fickle finger of fate doth allure gussied up with windswept orange coiffure tantalizes like a kid in a candy store to explore amidst treasure trove of words galore recollecting when yours truly a spunky lad though physically, and emotionally immature to curry spicy relationship (aside from being oblivious to a golden opportunity) with Meena Ravel, a high...

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,,Would you rescue someone who would get hit by a train?" ,,yes" ,,then you are just overly stupid." ,,And why?" ,,because you would get hit too" ,,And?" ,,What And? Are you crazy? It doesn't make any sense when it is meant for the person to die there." ,,you are heartless" ,,Nah, I am seeing things realistically." ,,So you want to live with the suffer...

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Kirk goes back to practised cadence, With it he hits ears, no conscience, Great stir in a once mute audience, Afresh bides his time: Great Patience… Talks triggered between close sitters That a night guard steals embitters: His straight sack: more hard hitters: ‘People’s wealth the meanly fritters!’ At the right time drop microphone: Now, your voice is a xylophone. They all hear you, no...

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ruthless proportions midnight feast on emotions rebirth from curses...

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MOTIVES emotion   unravels intentions   are revealed but something   is held back  in dreams & illusions perhaps  so telling  creative imagination or a way of coping is but a  parody so personal   where  layers slowly    transform understanding NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable....

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Woke early from bed, picked up the daily reader right away To keep those insidious cravings at bay After that I knew just what to do I picked up the phone and called my sponsor too We talked about the na program and some of things she said Helped to clear those nagging cravings in my head For some reason my...

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Could you be my dream more rarely, because we so often meet, but temple of dark's seen barely with sadness of yours that's sweet. And Seraph's laud is not sweeter than flattery of your lips. And name of my own does glitter for you in this calm eclipse. P.S. The poem is written under the influence of Anna Akhmatova....

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Moonbeams kiss on luscious curves of love To reach and Stretch from skies above Crystal snow flakes begin to dance On frigid winters breeze as if by chance Joining together before this winters eve Harmonizing making ones heart believe Twirling shinning bright as stars appear Reflecting love as the eve draws near Whispering flurries speak to my soul To tell of beauty that...

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I always question why I want to do this? Why do I spent hours figuring out how to make a full-time living as a poet. Should I be doing this as a profession? Is questions I have on a regular basis. I admit I have selfish reasons on why I'm doing this, but I wouldn't still be passionate about...

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Motives for marriages are well known! She- want to climb on husband's neck. His dreams are soaring much below, Somewhere around lady's legs....

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The top shelves required dusting, so I looked for my stool high and low. No luck--but a chair would do. Then up there I cleaned that top shelf. It did glow. My cleaning cloths fell to the floor. I had to get down to find more. I dressed as I did because my man Sid was watching. Life's never a bore! ...

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THE TERROR MOTIVES Nzongi N. Mwero They will not succeed, The ones who take off their lives and other people’s lives, Due to their dark minds and black brain, Directing their images to the creator, They think their souls go to heaven, And given a better place Always not successful ones, They have bad place in heaven, They are the doomed ones, Have position in the...

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her posterior inspires the binoculars of my main vision...

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Fear is the Titan that crushes you underfoot Fear is the assassin that prefers things discreet Masses are steamrolled by its incredible force Silently it takes you down without ever showing its source We are all subject to the power it wields Some overcome, yet too many yield Some face it with sheer determination They see it as a source for true...

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He's the product of a ladies man He knows how to take command Grab her hand Livening up those strolls throuigh the sand And for you he will speak to the sea in a voice so deep It could lull troy to sleep Although nothing will become of it you"ll love it Since he did it for you in public And now your...

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