Per Poems - Poems about Per

Just one per cent’s enough in love, Came a voice from clouds far above. What about ninety nine? Dubious, wait in a line-- Summon courage to make a move! _______________________ Limerick |19.03.2025| love, humour ...

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Today's world is same as before, The process changes as days go.. Like science changes the ancient to modern.. World is changed by the thoughts of human. They are still them but not their soul and mind Everyday humanity becomes more victorious in the struggle with space and time.. But world belongs to this humanity.! All cycles are going on as...

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Watching & waiting while in hiding and faking Views for the taking but unaware what is waiting Freezing & shaking but is it fear or its weather? Snapshots for the taking posing for them cuz it's clever Good best & better to shy away from the faking Shade is made by the sun but it's above what it's making Shaking what has been rooted leaving behind hollow...

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i’m not sure of who i am going to be. but that’s how it is supposed to be right? i have many many dreams, some big and some little. but, it always comes back to one. i lay awake at night thinking of my dream and how i yearn to reach it. every night like a...

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Two friends had emerged as fellows would, And shook swore they ought not under oath Be they two travelers, long time stood They both looked at one pass par as good The other went next to an outgrowth And he took the one, twas just as near, Yet trolling unwraps a likely stain, As he was darkened amidst despair He hoped and prayed...

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I: ? Resolve kids all playing ball old friends laughing of old times couples holding hands a lone man sits wandering face dried of tears dons a smile II: ? Resolve white black gray gloaming sepulchral downpour stormy amorphous rainbow hospitals overflowing clans gangs groups leagues board news crew III: ? Resolve days they brought the guns feeds the rich buries the poor days they brought roses scriptures says rumors of...

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If you can't say something nice It's best to say nothing at all That is going to be me from now on My humour is often misinterpreted Causing an undesirable reaction I wrongly assume everyone sees through it And that IT IS simply humour I apologize, but this is me It is me to make light of situations That are uncomfortable to deal with We...

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Robins seem to enjoy my yard Awaiting the coolness of dewed mornings To awaken the wriggling worms A seasonal offering favored by the feathered ones Dandelion waiters tend to the color and flavor Serving up “all natural”, organic, pesticide free offerings They can vouch for the claim As they have managed the place for 30 years A bold red Cardinal sits atop a...

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Per chi e' solo e non ama, ci saranno solo giorni cosi' lunghi e grigi; e' tanto facile comprendere la sua noia, perche' io ero uno di loro, cercando i sorrisi, togliendoli ai piu' felici: forse era invidia! E' non tanto facile capire la mia nioa, la persita della mia liberta' e non esplorare l'estasi, non essere felice cantando una melodia! Per chi...

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The declaration of intent whereas the I do's and what have you. "then as wife" she spoke her voice trembling, she looked to the ceiling and smiled and her whole demeaner changed this time after clearing her voice she said "my intent is to be your wife< two people on the same page, a perfect alignment an adjustment to make perfect the day of our new...

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lacking inspiration I gave up trying put it down left it alone thought I could come up with come thing on my own then I sat down said that's what I would do but when I got comfortable I started thinking of you if love would spared us and we were left alone We could have made it on our own the Twelfe Violinist was to solo...

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they've also got a guest on who suffers from, the inability to burp he sounds so bored presenting the thing as i listen, i notice the lid of the jar of the piccalilli it states this condiment is, 'the life and soul of the pantry' on google i look up images of 19th century pantries my wife comes in and asks what i would...

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Left to chance they sorted the best and gave full respect to those who had labored before them. by giving names to there respected abilities by honoring there finishers with names that that would cause one to speak of both present and past with an eye towards the future. those ambitious foes who are then eager to show there abilities would stand shoulder to shoulder with potential foes those who could elevate there careers thru competition. " One spoke either...

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This could not so much technically be described as poetry per say Rather more like just writing down every single thought That enters my empty vacant restless head And trust me I don't mind honestly admitting to the fact My head is probably emptier than Most Now I just thought and it has got me thinking i wonder if there is an...

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Plump, personable, and priggish, she has a propensity for cats. We call her witch woman for she is followed by vampire bats. They call out her name, I think it is Personification Per Phats. I stay away from her broom as she pushes off from Arrowhead Flats. No one in town runs to put out their plastic welcome mats. She...

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