Stress Personification Poems

I've just given birth to my calf,
My cute little baby giraffe.
He fell to the ground
With a gushing sound;
Nearby were on-lookers and staff.

I must say that...

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Let's have a word from THE RISING SUN:
  
I rose this morning and spoke hope to the solar system,
reassuring everyone concerned of a stabilizing...

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Dear Heart.

Sometimes you get attacked and keep on ticking.
At times, you take abuse and keep on kicking.
Sometimes we eat wrongly and never seem to learn.
This...

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Hear ye wisdom’s excellence
thankful to God for our existence
testifying about grand natural essence
as trees* of noteworthy functional prevalence 
oozing with aesthetic environmental iridescence.

Weathering all seasons,...

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There is a fountain in our city square
It gives the place a little added flair
What makes it special is it's magic powers
It's good at changing...

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Magnificent four-portal machine 
   I undulate and pulsate on-screen
Distribute you life completely for free
   As long as you take good care...

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It's no discussion or debate 
Same energy I receive I reciprocate
I can no longer allow them to contaminate 
Or simply just manipulate 
My life,family and...

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A small speck of pureness   
drips upon my smouldering heat   
a white towel drops   
and euphoric moans erupt   
  
I'm a...

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My Wifi

Has become my own-only wife
No stress no strife
It gives me life
Makes me right
All day and all night
My poetry is becoming bright.

Drencho POET Loads...

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Loaded mind
with caotic thoughts
there is no 'satis'
like an overloaded bus
packed
like a little nest
crowded with birds 
big birds
noisy
uninterested sound
uncomforting zone
windy
cold
heat-hot like a burning gold
no rest
unfree
tranquility's absence
quest...

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Friends and Enemies Have Gone, My Only Companion is Darkness

I feel like a big waste
something with no taste
alone
so lonely
left 
like a broken cup with no...

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Death is Not Dead

immediately after birth
begins journey towards death
death is not dead
at birth we are glad
but later we are sad
when tears shed
bad news heard
pain and...

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i know nothing about limits but i've had as much as i can take
a wont resolve to stay afloat does not a sailor make
the mist...

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Frizzy and misshapen, 
I drag my curls out of bed, 
to have the mirror brief me on their current visual. 


Every day something new.
 Frizzy...

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The pillow of love
Comforts my being

It takes away all stress
And dresses me in peace

So that I can either rest or sleep

The pillow of love 
Is...

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