Petrifying Poems - Poems about Petrifying

... Laid out for surgery, a patient prude Swaps self guided for guile - Medusa’s will Noisy neurons mute, poor Nerida nude Serpent puncture spreads in her, poison pill ......

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... ONE SHOULD NOT MAKE PLANS FOR TOMORROW, LIFE IS UNPREDICTABLE, THE UNEXPECTED CAN HAPPEN IN A SPLIT SECOND. “QUOTE BY POET” I woke up to a brilliant sunny spring day, The flowers......

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... dread, rising up while all hope is dying safety and surety of joy, a soul ignores, apprehensive, worried, insecurity’s complying pouring out tension from deathly doors, bleeding h......

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...We are a species gnawing at the roots of existence, hellbent on self-immolation, our every endeavor a funiculus of futility. The argent legacy of our forebears, squandered by imbecilic hands that mol......

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...The smoldering sun shines incessantly Until the earth’s humidity hastens The forming of cinereal clouds calmly covers The spacious skies above and suddenly Gentle rain soft but steady Begins t......

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... When the seaside sepulchre of a kingdom, without its queen, is smeared with screams of lighting, I wish to crackle these slivers of silver shakle, and devour that consoling ......

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...Beyond a telescope lies a million mysteries. There is space, a vacuum, filled with solar systems, And the most beautiful planets orbiting amidst the stars. Beyond a telescope there are comets......

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...Cadaverous climate controlled cave creature (Idea birthed, engendered, and germinated from Lombok Indonesia earthquakes On 5 August 2018, a destructive and shallow earthquake measuring Mw 6......

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...Worn out rags of clothes Petrifying on trash can Harsh to my nostril.......

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...Remembered the 1940s, the season of the holocaust. Six million irons, disjointed from their ores Were forged in bottomless pits of anvils. The swarming bees in a ceremonious buzzing Were uncouple......

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...I need my family, friends, community, I need to live in a happy home, ‘Though I might seem hard and cold, I am not made of stone. For when I am mixing with others, I’m in my, so-called, happy ......

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...BEHOLD the spine-tingling manifestation, the GHOST TREE stands, bathed in an eerie blue-grey hue, a chilling stance. It looms amidst the dense and opaque fog, which muffles all sound and obscu......

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...I walked down the stage with moisture in my faces and a subtle smile on which everyone could rely. I held on to the uncompromising truth that could not be denied from my youth. I still hold the ......

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...You were born in December And you wear your trouble like a rough petrifying plum and carry the sadness of 1000 unsung voices That's about as much as I know about you Where are the poems about the ......

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...I saw you In my dream As a monster, Naked  with horns, I screamed loudly , " Christ Jesus " You turned  To a  anormal person And foced Me to kiss you.               I was          ......

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