Pm Poems - Poems about Pm

I wrote this on a bus ride through the city An early morning excursion with no sleep A chance encounter flooded by unknown Original reference AM/PM 26 years ago The gritty rhyme blindly spoke for itself Like the back of a smoke-filled jazz club Notes transporting me to another place Destination decided with no destiny For certain...

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It was Diwali, I was so excited to go see the fireworks with her I wore yellow because that is her favourite color We went to shop firecrackers and we couldn't wait for the sun to go down I lit up the rockets and ran towards her On the first boom of the firecracker, she shrieked of joy And...

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Poetry positive Migraine negative 12 minutes till 5:43 AM : sec's, min's and hours later...? Ghosted me...sexting me ...texting me... XO? OX? Nah... 75 times, 69 times...I loved you...I adored you...You neglected me and abandoned me...I'm lonely now...somehow, I must move on - it's my vow! Bemused and bewildered...I'm so absurd...I'm like a free bird...out of HIS cage...out of...

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At the six-thirty PM of our lives, when we are retiring from the places where we were at dawn, where we wandered through the labyrinth of time, with memories clinging to the corners of our clothes, with dreams forgotten in our pockets, we gather, like birds returning to their nests, packing up and cleaning the mess of the morning and...

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My mouth coated with Coco bombs Washed with vanilla cream Taste buds scream, as if they are exploding Flavor that melts on my tongue And I haven't even added the sepia syrup It turns my favorite cereal into delectable bonbon like bombs No spoon is big enough for the mouthfuls I bite into Thick servings TikTok dancing on my...

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Cresento Cantata per favoreper favore continua a notara il mio amore per ta..... forse ogni giorno staremo insieme..... il desideriod di amare..... desiderio di essere amati..... Vvoglia di stare insieme..... insieme nell' amore!...

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The white paint has long since popped in the humid summer nights. The cracks in the ceiling arrived before your foot ever crossed the soft threshold of this place in time The black cloth of midnight draped on eight tired shoulders. Together, ensconced in orange porch light the quilted threads of your lives mesh together. The warmth isn’t in the fabric, it’s in the...

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I, was created by the dance of nostalgia and stupid pride I, held captive by eyes Pinned me down and shaped my style I suit up and fade out to a world of nothing My pilot is on sick leave now We're in the realm of nowhere Just the music playing To the rhythm of the ticking clock When I close my eyes it's 10...

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I’m feeling so alive at 9 AM to 6 PM I want to be like them…amen… I’m feeling so peculiar tonight But, I’m feeling so alive and my, how I fly I’m near rhyming like Taylor Swift and George Strait I’m not thinking straight, but I’m on my way To feel my fate before my hands at hand I want to be...

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The heavens can’t admire themselves The spotted clouds, and the opaque wavered clouds Like a light glide of a brush. Our Lord gifted us with round eyes That reflect the heavens And a mind to ponder all his leavened world Those chutes of bark and bugs Aren’t impressed by themselves; Their flat or spiky leaves or truck wide trunk That I need tools...

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Spring equinox arrives March 20th, 2023 at 5:24 PM Despite what outside temperature registers (even absolute zero), the official arrival of spring occurs, when thee eel hip tic of coe phish hunt holy Mackerel becomes tangential to barenaked ladies barren ass hymn tote, hoochie mama hottie presenting strip the willow ova troop of foxy budding barely legal nymphs analogous to...

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If I had the courage maybe life would give me alternatives It's a day under the night and it all makes sense so suddenly I wish I knew this before crushing my destiny into pieces I chose the edge of the sword and it's swallowing me whole Please tell me it's all a dream that I will survive as...

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dogs sing love songs 10 pm...

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The real world living in dystopia what's truth-adjacent?...

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Circa February 12th, 2122 ~ 10:30 PM Equals twenty one thirty 22:30 military time future time traveler looks back one century ago, oceanic waterways overladen with green slime, yours truly attempted crafting id est feeble rhyme far from madding crowd, nevertheless yet lovely bones and flesh quite spry, still considered prime (moost procreative, prodigious, and progressive) stage, since (case ye didn't know) approximately eight...

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