Personified Poems - Poems about Personified

you can't be enthused graphite write verse of my happiness be eraser of solace scrub my scarred sorrow ...

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1 minute smiling Like a Cheshire cat Laid in wait like a masked paid assassin Only for 2 minutes later To be found crying Lying in the fetal position Sucking on your own thumb Like a new born baby Cradled in a manger No 1 knows or for what Apparent reason either or either occurs We seldomly even know ourselves Let alone are able...

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Gerry the giraffe am I on tiptoes six metres high In Africa I was born in the wild & grew up there as a child I went exploring as I was very bold & now I reside in the English Cotswold I can easily see over my stable stall for it has only a ten foot wall Everyday in...

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If my taste starts to fade, stick around I'm in style Evergreen, Peppermint, did I just see you smile? Chew my wad, blow a bubble Be minty fresh on the double I am gum, chew on that for a while I please and abide like your loyal chum Then you spit me out like a skid row bum But chew me at...

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They filled me full of milk so white Semi-skinned,fat free and light The supermarket's, a place real cool Full cream,my cousin, made folks drool In and out of the fridge each day Then,crushed in a recycle box,I lay To the waste tip that week I went Off to the plastic factory I soon was sent Instead of rotting in brown earth In a green...

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I am not living I am epitaph writing The deferred reward...

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On the wings of winter the polar winds sigh and depart, the frost-fastened barren boughs hear their harsh whisper… “you’ll listen to the sweet spring music soon, don’t fall apart, the singing southern breeze will caress you, you won’t whimper”. The misty mask melts away, the blue sky smiles again bright, as the ambrosia of spring dances in the...

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Beauty, the enchantress, with hair like gold She dances and twirls with grace untold Her smile is a sunbeam, lighting the way Bringing happiness to all who sway Her eyes are like diamonds, shining so bright Reflecting the stars on a clear night Her voice is a melody, a sweet song That echoes through the ages, never gone Her skin is as soft...

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the personification of Love in the physical world --- Jesus Christ...

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Load-shedding be done I don't give a damn Because Kayleigh just taught me People are both the electricity and the juice The bringer and breather of new joy and the light into someone you love and treasure in this life And what I need in order for for me to able to put my head down on my pillow and sleep peacefully at night myself...

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After all we have done for you. Guilt winds around my ankles like a rope. You should be more grateful. The rope is jerked up and I fall on my head. We cannot believe that you…. No, I do not imagine you can, I think. But I am my own person now. With my own opinions and goals. You do not realize all...

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Isis terrifies with sound and sight in a kaleidoscopic way she mesmerizes me I focus on her red lips She seems ghoulish Someone to be feared The ruler of not one planet But of lots of realms Possibly ruler of the universe Her nipples are prominent There is a swirl of activities She is a theme of love, by herself Dancers from India swiftly change...

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The cool autumn breeze Exhaling its frosty breath Straight into my ears....

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PERSONIFIED LIGHTED CANDLE: Come on, I'm strong and edified. No one can hold me in detention for getting them defied. Compared to Cassius Clay; fiercely bonified. A firmly personified lighted candle on a lampad. In the corners of every room, brightens so hard. It's me, my style, describing it an avant-garde. Praying in my closet; very earnest. Searching for greatness; daily fetches. Mingling...

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Personified evil I feel repulsed when he is near; I ought to have compassion for this cripple, his twisted foot and arm a beggar with scabby skin and eyes as black as looking into the dark side of the moon. This is not a person you can be nice to the more you give the more he hates you and...

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