Palindrome Poems - Poems about Palindrome

waking to rain remnants of the storm the cat prowls past my bed memories of love stir I’m alone in the silent room my heart beats the sun bleeds through clouds a poetic leap trees sprout leaves to live is to live again trees sprout leaves a poetic leap the sun bleeds through clouds my heart beats in the silent room I’m alone memories of love stir the cat prowls past my...

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She hurt me So don’t try to convince me that She was a genuine friend Because at the end of the day my heart twists in anguish And I’m not going to sugar coat it, I’m the one that cut her off I have to remind myself, No one can be trusted And nothing you say will make me believe Everyone deserves a...

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It is nonsense, Because it does not make sense. Not because there is no sense, But because you are unversed And cannot make sense of it. Because it is esnesnon, It is nonsense, And above your intuition. It does not make sense. It is nonsense, Because it lacks sense And has no substance; Conceived from a debased instinct, Of a delirious, senile and manic concept, From a senseless conception. This...

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dawn’s stillness early lightfall at my feet my body aches I slip out of bed I shiver the angels have fallen a part of me has died a part of me is gone left with realization my love I’ll never see her again my love left with realization a part of me is gone a part of me has died the angels have fallen I shiver I slip out of bed my body aches at...

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Was it a cat I saw one rainy noon When Anna played with Hannah with a spoon? Johnny Dune's radar was sharp; Trick tunes with Madam Harp; Kayak ran like racecar on the moon. ...

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'Oh WOW, it was ever so cheap,' she shouted when taking a PEEP. 'This KAYAK is cool. My MOM is a fool - at NOON she was sailing a sheep.' *Bold font was lost when I copied it onto this site, so had to put the palindromes in caps...

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Mom spilled hot stew, wets a pal, lap short-shorts, Dad yelled its hot, loop pool pop dive exhorts, Mom says not that sort of hot, Pip, spiced hot that's all it got? Snot tons, "Jokes--Pip, we're exports, not Hogwarts?" ...

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I sleep in each day until *noon, My *mum says I live on the moon, If I think a day’s good *deed, Is to *eye a Facebook feed, Than to *peep outside of my room....

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I awaken to shadows outside a soft patter the emerald lawn glistens a screen glows laptop on table waiting for a new poem the day begins with a whisper solitude's embrace with a whisper the day begins waiting for a new poem laptop on table a screen glows the emerald lawn glistens outside a soft patter I awaken to shadows ...

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There was a young woman named “Anna” who spoke to her sister named “Hannah”. “Anna” said “You’re a good “mum” and maybe I’m just a “nun”, but “sis”, I’m no second banana!” Then “Anna” asked what is a “rotator”? Does it “refer” to a ventilator? Said a young “dad” named Adam I really don’t know, “madam”; “Don’t nod” at me, I’m just a parts...

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Miss, I am totally on the level Civic duty to call out the devil My bad deed radar is strong Also a good eye for wrong Madam, in misfortune I don't revel...

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music lingers streetlights shine stars man and woman sleeping in shadows the library’s closed an intimate voice on the radio as I drive home midnight the spell is cast midnight as I drive home on the radio an intimate voice the library’s closed sleeping in shadows man and woman shine stars streetlights music lingers ...

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There was a young man from Mayam Who asked, “I’m in May?” (mai) “I am!” When a woman said, “Liar!”, he responded in ire, “but madam, I’m Adam, Goddam!” ...

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The lady was quite civic minded, as a nun she always presided midnight to noon on the harp until her old dog did bark Mum I fear your tune is one-sided! The dog said must I refer you to this, the deed you long ago signed with a kiss and a pip on the head, a tenet until dead, my howls deified along...

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