Obtuse Poems - Poems about Obtuse

Allow me to introduce the hermit Hugh who I do deduce felt it within himself to eschew an embrace yet being obtuse when on a wild chase did goose a moose in the caboose then a disgrace but such behaviour did induce Bruce another recluse to pick up the pace when playing footsie under the table fast and loose ...

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Obtuse Thought David J Walker It is out of the nothingness that everything abide where imaginations collide with ill-defined reality it is of a meaningless language of the adjective from the imaginative tongue of no one in particular where everyone is peculiar and nothing is as mundane as the usual it is the obtuse thought of what is real and what is not though no one...

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i spy black rat snake my dog races to my side not seeing culprit...

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An obtuse angle is an angle of greater than 90° and less than 180°. Wiki I must be looking like an obtuse angle in my funeral agent's eyes - an over ninety years old, (but less than one hundred and eighty) indigent sunburnt naked geezer who likes to meditate on the rooftop - an egregious instance of treachery...

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Today is like any given day He puts his clothes on in the same way Shoes on first Pants diverse He just doesn't know what to say Russell Sivey...

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Fiddle de dee and me nor comprehend..it's price! it's weight! Then again.. I'm going forlorn so gift this quick, Tucker the Mouse, let's read between! The day came at the subway and pretending saved none from need of money. Mother! How could you've known?.. Father, I suppose each to their own! Fiddle de dee and please understand..it's life! it's paid!...

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You feign contrition No body for resolve Absolute you’re dying eyes Cocoon in silken wrappings The inner being consoles Obtuse mother With her little stranger Those counterfeit tears Bellows no more Lack of compunction Halo of strife I didn’t ask To be born But I was begat To this life...

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If broken of heart But mended of mind Where do I start If the blind lead the blind While healing my soul From all the abuse Not is my goal Of being obtuse Broken of spirit Healing of soul We can all feel it Taking it's toll Take me alone Or leave me away If you are prone To going astray If it's happy we are Then sad we are not You stay...

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The hard core cult was fixing the flies on the podium. A snapdragon becomes a cannibal devouring its own seeds. Beyond insanity lies the phantom zone where you hang upside down your faith. A lunatic threatens to jump from high tomb – after excavating the remains of a forbidden fear. There was nothing except the worn rags of a fakir. SATISH VERMA...

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I see them everywhere I go, Folks who just do not seem to know, What life is really all about, They just go on their prescribed route. Life to these indecisive sloth's, May as well be wearing loincloth. Don't question them about the news, They spout others jargon as true. Original thought unlikely, Its like talking to a TV. They give a blank look...

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