Owner Poems - Poems about Owner

O my dear Charlie, How could you just forget, Our love for chocolate, Which was given to you as a factory. You loved it and had magic, To make the owner get elevated from tragic, He was impressed and gave it to you, And you took it as a gift from him too. You are the boy of words, And who flies higher than...

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They call you the Owner of the Stars. You hold them in your hands like they're sand. You create the constellations and carefully place them in the sky. So then why are you mortal? Your calloused hands and curly hair. Your fragile bones and fatal stare. You belong in space, with the orbiting planets and infinite galaxies. Yet you're right here, a...

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dog begs for treats sits and shakes paw owner well trained ...

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• A ring in my car • With a big red ruby • Surely the owner can't be far...

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Loyalty is not royalty or power Being absolutely trustworthy That others confide in you Fearless of betrayals or denials Sharing dreams and secrets Without hesitating or pondering. Loyalty binds companions The bond that bind all together Both the master and apprentice The watchword of Nations Without loyalty no establishments Loyalty yields cooperation. Where there's no loyalty There's always competition Where...

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Whose cows are those ? That go to everyone’s garden Destroying poor farmer’s crops Whose cows ? Are on free range On the whole village. Where will the poor gardener eat ? If his source of income is now, Source of tears Not of joy But of sorrow and agony. Guard your cows Karota Unless you want to see blood Of your animals. Be careful. We don’t want you To start pointing...

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"To live is to suffer; to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering." Friedrich Nietzsche Some say life is a mirror.. Whenever he whistled his eerie tune, he would always tell me, 'It's my death hymn.' But, then a grin would appear on his face. I can recall it was a cold and wet Sunday evening. I saw him, all sullen...

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Deva Ossig, the landlady (and property owner) turned rogue Just a couple weeks shy and seven years ago to the day, I still remember contractual obligations our previous residential abode 724 West Railroad Avenue, Bryn Mawr 19010 zip code volatile relationship – poisonous nasty hubris jump/kick started with aforementioned videre licet, alte Frau (quite similar to Hamburg geschkult harsh taskmaster), whose figurative and...

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No wall detains those tears and pains From a woken heart rejected So all remains are salty stains From a broken heart detected...

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Thank you, Mom for a kitchen floor, sparkling clean. You make me smile, you are my heart’s very gleam! Each fun-filled, glorious day, is just ours together. It really matters, not to us, what the outside weather. Sun or rain, I snuggle near you, I bring you my peace, To pen your simple poetry, and may you never cease. I am...

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Sing, sing a song of sadness Walk, walk this road of madness Unshackle these chains That keeps our love apart I'm just a prisoner Of your heartless heart Lie, lie right to my face Laugh, and put me in my place All these little games you play Just tears my world apart I'm still a prisoner Of your heartless heart Nothing, nothing left to sell Bought, bought and...

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Her mouth always tells the story said Glory Glory was her dog, who replaced dead Tori. They looked like twins, weirdly enough. But Glory knew his owner, he knew his stuff. If her mouth is prissy and tight, you best run. She’s in a foul mood, she will be no fun. If she has a fake smile, that is even worse. Take...

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Everyone wonder, No one tending the store, Long silence restore....

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Look into my eyes Tell me what you see A cavernous emptiness A rolling sea A flicker of light Like somebody's home Or a sign that says, “Sorry, my owner has flown” “To parts unknown Been gone for a while Trust he'll return soon Am losing my smile” There are no guarantees It's a roll of the dice Will keep you posted Send luck that'd be nice Hang on I think...

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Modern Home Owner Gardener- Present time home owner...

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