Phobic Poems - Poems about Phobic

...You're wonderfully made A seat of my obsessions Oh my brain! You're marvellously created To steer my well-being Oh my cognition! You brighten my esteem and deepen my ties With acceptance and......

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...I abhor the way that you’ve silently stalked me in my house I have begged you to leave But you steadfastly refused I’ve just found you in my bedroom I’m rooted to the spot in terror And ......

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...Shower Puff My shower puff is a news phobic. ......

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... Written: February 19, 2024 _____________________________________ Loving with a lucent locus is Lissom, mooring a mystic's sibylline moves as Felicity finds me, I float f......

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...Escaping the depths of the murky lake, leg-kicking upward in frantic haste, arms grasp for purchase in what surely will be my watery grave. Head breaks the surface, lungs gulp for precious air, ......

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...Gluggy margarine marine grips keels Apex sun spreads sickly circle of lard Plugged lungs, gust momentum marred Strait elongates co-ordinate, pace killed Glidin......

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...The Greatest Gift of All? (A Finite Human Lifespan) There is pleasure in 'knowing' this life will be ending, the space my flesh occupies 'opening up......

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...Exploring lovesome impulses of quixotic themes Promises we exchanged of allures romantic Enticing maiden passions in realm of fantasies Strumming heart rhythms’ emboldened music Embellishing swee......

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...I've never learned to change a tire. It's not a skill I wish to acquire. If stuck I'm always going to hire.. Also, can't change my car's oil, perhaps I was a bit spoiled. Cooking I botch, even w......

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...Weaving the literary loom Words marry, blends warp and weft; Fell in love a splendid groom Soon his death leaves her bereft, In haste writes of worldly broom. She wrote of flame on chilly nigh......

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...Jealousy is a ball and chain worn by those who always complain Blah, blah, blah in echoed refrain With such disdain With such disdain What does this person hope to gain? One like thi......

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...We've a third string coach running the team who can't even remember his own play book so a batch of amateurs are running the show from the bench from the trenches of their minds Its a play ......

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...Closed mind open mouth, running and shutting yourself out of so many wonderful beats; All those voices full of fire, but it’s always the wrong genre; Closed mind open mouth, it never quite f......

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...I cherish your dreary safe house; I share your cover trick. The nightfall apparition is unmistakably pitiful, not majestic. Alone, yet not the only one, I walk around my sorrow pho......

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...Dear Bishop Michael Cote, Doctor of Divinity through pre-historic untold ages through reborn renaissance stages through industriously energetic praises through enlightenment phases through empow......

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