Piling Poems - Poems about Piling

... In the splendorous sapphire space of my pristine heart, shimmering in the sanctified radiance of the indigo night, you gleamed like seraphic sequins of argentine moondust, making me feel fas......

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... The winds of change blow harsh in crushing time’s unidirectional course, waft from an unseen end to another unknown. The momentum they gather from the ordained power increases ever ......

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...Stinky No offense you smell very bad I Can smell you From a mile away It makes me want to puke You wear the same clothes For 3 days That is terrible You hygiene is very bad You say that you ......

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...There were so many present today, To pay their respects and To bid you their final farewells. Some expressed grief at your sudden absence, Some took a fond walk down the memory lane. Some left e......

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...Smell the roses When you’re in an awful hurry and haven’t time to spare And everything’s a worry you’re rushing here and there While all the jobs are piling up, there’s dishes in the sink You h......

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...We were told that we would be great by someone who is great at their own version of being great. There is a mass of greatness going on here. This person is sooo great. Can you believe how great they ......

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...Filling up the unknown eerie, Reason that turns-into weary, Slowly piling up the jar of fake Hopes Seems an open silk thread but truly-many suffocating ropes. A word so blind,that might relax the......

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...I’m tired of this constant pain I keep asking it why won’t you just go away but the only response I get is a sting in my chest As if to humble me in jest; mocking me They say our tears were giv......

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...She Couldn't Take It Anymore College was supposed to broaden her horizons After the second year, she dropped out Fell into the hands of a man Who took her virtue against her will She was a s......

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...The signs were always there Dishes piling up Packages at my doorstep Tangled hair in a messy bun Cereal boxes lying here and there Dust gathering outside my bedroom door The thousa......

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...The winter was long it came in like the lamb but continued to roar like a lion the snow came down lightly piling snowflake after snowflake soon it became knee deep it continued and became wais......

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...Onigiri is another level, I don't know a place called Seattle, I took a ladle, Put it on a table, I don't know where I'm going at, I took a sat, I see myself as a lad, I don't want to be sad, ......

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...To her, their apartment was the whole world—a small but cozy place where she felt safe and loved. It was early morning. She heard her sister squeal with joy hearing that schools would be closed to......

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...Writings of a storm cold The house gently Creaks From icy winds pressing against Exteriors whilst slipping Through Small inconsistencies. Sleet dances against window panes. Piling glass ......

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...Sitting in front of the computer. Glasses of water. Piling up. Half full, half filled. None of them spilled. I had to do a presentation that week. Appearing in front of the audience. ......

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