Place Down Poems - Poems about Place Down

... Why do I revert to potty humour Am I obsessed with body parts Actually I AM attracted to female parts Get that straight right from the start The female body is a work of art No scu......

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...Date: May 2051 Raining morning dawning. Everything is Best and rest in all Hakim Households. Hours passed and in Damian's dome Dolly rose and gently kissed Damian. "Rise my husband. Strong......

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... Tumult and chaos reign around us Gushes of water spill from shattered roofs unto bodies Water does not heal the wounds of besieged people suffering ln the distance music of two misplaced cellos ......

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...i am unsure of what is worse, the trauma of what happened or the ache that what never will. i sit here with this feeling of shattered pieces trying to regroup themselves. rearranging, reorganizi......

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...Walking through the streets of downtown, I find there’s something—Or someone, following my steps like a nagging fly, always around the corner, just out of reach Can’t seem to smack it out of the a......

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...Late evening March 2045 The Teenagers were adventurous They were venturing. DJ and Damali Trech were both 18 years Old. The Copy Cat Club was the Place to be for teens. It mostly Serve......

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...The Spaniel A Spaniel that uses its head Can tell when its owner’s unfed So instead of a duck That is down on its luck Will deliver a pizza instead The Afghan Hound The......

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...Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever (Toller) To “toll” is to dance like a fox Luring mallards or teals to the rocks Where a hunter’s awaiting What the dog has been baiting Scaring duckie......

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...the season of blessings is season of rains, showers from heavens for humanities gains, the rumbling thunder with the low flying clouds, with a crack of lightening blitzing aloud! the tipper t......

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... Cold the winter night as snow fell, it drifted- collected on streets; where a meandering lost girl struggled to walk, weary and tired; she ran away when it was warm, when she had ......

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... Hope melts the hues of melancholy Mystical colors of disgrace and shame Beckoning for me, hoping to give me Names of despair, disillusion, desolation All the adjectives of dismay, d......

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...The light evening meal Served under moon and stars, Flickering candlelights whilst Writing our memoirs. Classical music; Beauty to my ears, Gazing up to Venus, Mars, Thinking biospheres. ......

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...I knew a place down by the brook where, in the breeze, the willows shook and wary hare's in summers haze would leap and sport among the maize, startling pheasants into flight who'd hurdle hedge......

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...It is a whodunnit This Is a mystery The question is Who killed me? Was it my brother My sister or my mother? Was it my dear father, Was I smothered by their love Or stabbed by their rules ......

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...ANGELS IN THE SKY Angels in the sky watched Christ on the tree Waiting for His cry, “Come and rescue Me!” But He hung there still, those words He did not say, Submitting to God’s will the price......

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