Paying(A) Poems - Poems about Paying(A)

...Gender-based violence, why all the silence? We walk the walk; we talk the talk. With all the violence there is only silence. Women cry at night, feeling they have no right. Rape every hour ......

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...Labour of hate Turn on the heating It’s getting cold Why do we shiver? Just because we’re old It’s Kier’s labour, who wants us all to die Said he liked pensioners just another lie Another l......

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...This life Yet again, Trump has been targeted for assassination  it has gotten to the point where one feels sympathy  for this brave man, whose many flaws have become a bull's for this, I blame ......

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... They come to her hungry - hopeful To be fed facile fantasy, a script he held Stowed in boyhood through decades Recessed where sweating shame dwelled Invisible while he achieved accolades ......

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...the pleasure of getting cheated lies in ---- paying a made-up beggar......

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... feathers … white, wafting wildly but singed … not from heaven, too near the sun but the fiery dungeon, deep … angelic and sinless, they came to save me to retrieve the hot brand of id tha......

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...Have you seen that old wishing well It’s the place where dead dreams dwell Where onlookers can tell That this is where many hopes fell Please don’t visit that old wishing well It’s a place whe......

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...We leave our country in search of a new life but we end up paying a painful sacrifice, I can live with it, if it has future benefit, but I don’t intend to go through it for the rest of my life. I ......

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...Counted among the congregants, the geese flying by, two by two, at sunrise. Guitar combines nicely with a heavenly voice. Behind me the couple makes the Spirit flow. Their voices, too, intertwine......

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...She has been sobbing all night for enduring the vicious fight, she has been sobbing all night for paying a daunting sacrifice, she has been sobbing all night for enduring attacks and punches, hits an......

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...It’s never too late to cut a slice of cake and walk through that deceptive gate and leave everything behind and take a journey with the divine. It is never too late to part with friends, family, part......

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...I met the devil on a Friday night. We danced to the phat bari sax. Smoke choked out any words I could say, Paying a heavy tax. The sky was maroon with contemptible past, The sound iridescently......

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...Your love is like a river peaceful and deep, like a secret I just can’t keep, like the shearing of a sheep, like taking a leap, like my hand falling asleep, your love is like the sand of the sea......

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...Mummy heading for market “Bye” For her child shall super snacks buy One or two big surprises try; If she does it not child’s pained cry… ‘Bye’ for someone flying away You would soonest catch ......

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...Four by Samuel Thomas Bradley 19-06-......

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