Pillows Poems - Poems about Pillows

Slept with debt Colors fading in And about my paper These missiles I learn from Lost times Missing tables Without a binding Leaving signs Coming long, overdone My riddled ponds Scram, loves Every beating shirt Out of fits i have worn, down Down, i war every one down To be alone, dense As putrid grey Clouds inside of a sand A single sand left Whereth my shlacked confusion Meaningless resentable Getting through a need She wouldnt love Her...

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I n v i s i b l e threads, a mystical m i r a g e, binding the silhouette of the sky to the skin of cinnamon sequels in the deep blue chakra that sees beyond illusive clouds, carrying rainbow roses and thornless buds quenched with jasmine rain. Yet I remain engrossed in the rising haze from cornea rivers, facing the sun amidst silenced stones, counting unwept diamonds that...

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Oh, my beloved, I've been searching for you all day long. Since the day we met, I've been deeply in love with you. I've been craving your presence, Dying every day as I wait for you. I've been utterly consumed! I sense that you've been with me telepathically, Sending me signs. I feel like you're the only king of my heart, Capable...

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plump posh plush puffy pretty, poufy, plaid purple pillows providing cushioned comfort for Cali enthusiastically enjoyed by boyfriends encouraging enlightening enthusiasm for comfort, coziness, and calmness....

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I hold his pillows, wishing for his cologne, beneath my elbows As I sit in a position as though in a meditation. I await his return to the desires which I most yearn....

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A unicorn travels through the wheat fields and lays its dreams on pillows of poppies, In your fragrance of wind, as clover crowns itself in bloom, Over the evening horizon, see, stars were falling, And in a handkerchief, I knot the embroidery of the storm. Under my feet, dust grows, and lightning passes through me, The wind moves among the...

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fluffy clouds floating blue skies meet the turquoise sea setting life on course...

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A unicorn travels through the wheat and lays its dreams upon poppy pillows, Among the echoes of time that resonate in an eternal violet dusk, Where the sky embraces the sea in a mirror without lid, And the moon is a silver brooch that captures vapors of untold events. Upon its back grow flowers of light on astral paths, Weaving...

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Remember when you cried in the morning because you 'left a poem on your pillow' at night... It was such a big deal and you even agonized over it for a quarter of an hour or so before you threw ...

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In a sea of quilted pillows way down below Were stitches of love and fun that Jan's grandma did sew In the hem there was a teensy little elf named Nimble He had watched grandma’s magic, when she used a thimble. Nimble kept quiet until the child was asleep. Not coming out until their snores were loud and deep. Remnants of...

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how many pillows does an average giraffe need? To lay his head down without lying down in his seed? ten would be too skimpy, twenty might be wild. Come on, think, my friend. Use your brain, my child. I guess maybe fifty? The child ventured a teensy guess. I gave him a wave, but I knew it would be less. I...

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< Let's build our castles in san again, That makes us forget all our pains. Sleep on her lap when nightmares haunt, That's the last thing I want. Let's make that paper boat float in rain, Had nothing to lose or to gain. Fight with pillows as the way we fought, That's the last thing I want. Let's listen to those fairy tales once...

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What demands to make From their heads Obedient pillows?...

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Titanium white floats on the snow OWLS path Large black eyes focused front and down to hunt Rodents worship birds of prey but fear being eaten There is more to life than living in the trees Over the river and to the left a cathedral ends Inside there once dwelt a tabernacle bright Now once upon a time and than again...

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With some time on my hands (Must I translate? I’m bored!) I discovered material That I had stored. So with needle and thread And some stuffing in tow I stitched 2 little pillows, Relaxing to sew. One for each of the grands With a pocket on top For a tooth or the money The fairy will swap. There’s just one little glitch – I will be...

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