Nonessential Poems - Poems about Nonessential

...At 6 At 6 I could concentrate on 7 aspects of a problem at the same time. Irreversibility was exceptional (award winning). I could mentally undo actions, even undo mentally all actio......

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...Today the sun has hidden Its warmth in the foggy mist A clever way to fool humans And creatures that it is going to rain Humidity rises but still it’s gray And dry a nonessential creation The ......

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...Coordinates require input, chance comes coincidentally, Rendezvous a meeting point, your wandering aimlessly, Vector on interception course, we cross paths randomly Anticipation is foresight, I n......

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...Barbershops all closed, a Covid nonessential. I clip my own mop.......

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..."Love Me Or Hate Me" ~ Says the Limerick I am only five lines written for fun Mocking someone with foolish words of pun Love 'em or hate 'em You praise or condemn A poetry form some cal......

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...Her red tipped fingernails grazed the paper as she wrote about life, unbelievable beliefs and other nonessential things. You're supposed to forgive and forget, but she could only re-live and to reg......

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...It appears terribly nonessential That rain has got no sense of time As it brings the water essential Its rudeness has no shame of crime......

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...Is it a look? A fast sweep of skin, glistens by my peripherals My head turns to follow the movement of my eyes; blink A billboard, read it; Top Three: Shifty Legs......

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...Import the things more the country really need For its economic development Such as food, raw materials for various industries Technology, electric power and so on. Export the things that are surplu......

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...If God were to recreate the Earth He might look back through history And make changes, consider three All children would be conceived in love Neglect is suffered shamefully ......

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...She once said on a stormy night before the first drop of rain graced tongues: "Passion is overrated. It's out of style" The crack of clouds blew grey into her face at that moment. Umbrellas tur......

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