Pastes Poems - Poems about Pastes

...Manslaughter, murder and massacre is one But a visit to the dentist is another The eerie smiles hidden behind the masks The twinkly eyes filled with plots To offer they have lots and lots Oh… th......

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...Whenever someone is referred to as the nicest it is you they mean, You are also one of the most intelligent humans ever seen, Not acknowledging your goodness is like committing a sin Your greatnes......

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... Today; be the ember this morning hastes, be the delight this morning tastes, be the warmth this morning creates, be the colour this morning pastes. 07/02/2024......

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...Night clings. You sigh through the gears, wave-ride after-shocks, follow stretched-out beams into the first gray unveiling of the light The sky can now be seen shadowing itself. Clouds weep......

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...night yet clings yet smothers the numb highway breathe the wheel sigh through the gears wave-ride rubber after-shocks follow the beam-eyed light into the blossoming gray adjusts to blackto......

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...Moonless, the night pastes itself onto an imaginary sky. Cats crouch. Under-bush nibblers in their bolt holes whisker speak, as trembling senses crawl into a skin-tight stillness. A cloud ......

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...On Pimple Pond Pocked, our dreams spurt from cabin walls. Woolen cover and cotton pillow catch pin point boils from day breaking, like pitted glass. White pebbled path meanders the hill’s che......

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...stars in her eyes, fleeting…her broken heart like confetti - the century’s storm, smart. Ben didn’t rush - the Gordian knot tight. He cuts grief’s umbilical cord - Kate’s knight pinkens her c......

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...Sun Setting Simmering setting Sun scattering squashy rays Golden glow of Sun pastes patches in crimson hue Serene Sun bids bye, bows to......

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...Ever touched a cactus? When your grandma said, don't touch it And your curious heart just couldn't listen Then, your lil rosy hands set their fingers On that green plant, For a second, nothing h......

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...Climb those many stairs, up to the stars. “Cut!” Comes the child, the wee Pinkerton. Stunt double, doubles down, with plethora of scars. Fate is what it is, bumps, bruises...sorta fun. Pinkerto......

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...Her husband passed away so suddenly she pastes a smile on her face ... heartache is kept inside Three young children miss their daddy so much, she tries to make fun filled days ... ......

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...Unlock your life’s padlock and turn not hands of time Whether lemonade from lassitude lemons Tastes awful, text messages irritate the mime Your rate unfunny as savoury sermons Scare daylights o......

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...Summer pastes Reddened complexion Stars twinkle through Darkness vividly Lightening closes in Red tones spectrum Lonely star shoots Westward, quizzically And stillness overcomes The ni......

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...This is me. This is me. Not caring so much about caring, but still caring. Because to be labeled sane you'll have to care. And still I'm falling short of prerequisites placed upon me by your j......

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