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Pappa Poems - Poems about Pappa


Some Emotions of You
People will destroy you, Doesn't mean I am hurted now. It's just that I allowed people to hurt me, They are just used to open a lock with key. (Lock- My heart; Key- Sharp weapon) No matter how hard you try to look forward, They will show you there is nothing onward. No matter how...

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Categories: pappa, beauty, butterfly, courage, depression,
Form: Rhyme
Daddy Mein Pappa Mein
she don't love you and she don't need you keep my name out your mouth stop calling my residence your baby momma is my spouse ya'll aint gettin back together the way you ask her over you think that's clever ya'll aint compromising I see the look in ya'll eye's and talking bout getting clothes and shoes give me the money let me go do-it I know bout what yo momma...

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Categories: pappa, break up,
Form: Alexandrine



Pappa For Father's Day
This day - a marvelous devotion to my Dad, who is emissary to the bonds of familial love. Man who bestowed life upon me, you stand above any man God created, hero role- you always had. Gallant and fair, even when you were mad. When life got too hard you gave me a shove- Now I am a fortuitous...

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Categories: pappa, dad, love,
Form: Italian Sonnet
Hard Workin' Thomas and His Pappa
“Women are evil creatures boy. Evil. Every Go**amn last one of ‘em,” Thunk- the shovel smacks on it’s target. “Do ya hear me BOY? Every one of ‘em.” Thunk. “Yes Daddy.” the eight year old agreed with his old man, as blood spatters across his face. “N, this ‘un, this ‘un was just like yer Mama. Lyin’, cheatin’ whores,...

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Categories: pappa, deathold, wife, old,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member I Was Pappa Wood {spooky Poem}
Running the yard it was either him or I So I filed my shank and prepared to die I warmed up until they popped the door “Want some - Get some” I want some more Stabbing another person is its own high Collapse of their lung with a gurgling sigh Fear in their eye as you stick in their throat I danced...

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Categories: pappa, recovery from...
Form: Couplet




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