Poem Poems - Poems about Poem

Oh, it’s been such a long, long time… Jesus wept on the night that we met, Never forget on how we would have made it last forever like Keith Sweat, But things fell from the norm, How can I stand the rain if I can’t weather the storm, Oh, it’s been such a long, long time… Just a mention of your...

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The flood of life bring sorrow Mind become empty in a moment or two Calling for perspective on the event Almost forgot what's the most important in that moment of time The flood comes slowly It kept deeper and deeper Get out people your present was not need at that moment Get going find a higher place To settle down till morning. ...

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I sing the God Almighty’s Creation Whereof were firstly born Adam and Eve former seed of any human Nation at the time they could only conceive the joyfulness with no desperation In the Eden still so far to receive The challenge of that infernal snake Who wanted to be a godlike fake! I also sing about the brave men strays, Straight descendents from...

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The walls lean in, murmuring secrets of weary days, while chairs sigh beneath tired bodies. Words from hollow lips strike like stones— they refuse to soften, echoing in empty corners. My lessons pulse with purpose, glowing faintly in the dust, each one breathes life into silent desks. They wait, expectant—hungry for curious eyes. Even the blackboard leans forward, eager to share every truth...

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Collated papers filed and the bills paid as the kettle whistled invitingly. My son’s laughter drifting in through the window— I have forgotten to close the billowing drapes. A sempiteral tableau. An ephemeral scene crowds in: The loud curtains tucking at my memory; my son’s voice trapped in distress. The kettle whimpered as it boiled dry— old...

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so like i make any poems if you pay enough $10 for a short poem $15 for a normal poem $20 for a long poem all usd if you cant make the usd we can negotiate a price it may seem expensive but i assure you if you dont like it you get your...

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Ring ting ting-a-ling, Its that jolly old fat man With a belly full of jelly, And that jingle from long long ago... Ding-dong, ding-dong-- It's that sleigh of reindeer who fly in the sky That laughter and singing from below and on high-- This is the season To have a good reason Ring ting ting-a-ling, To forget others transgressions and petty deceptions To join the happy,...

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7/14/2025 Humane? You pen with shame! Selling your dignity? Tell me, why trash your only voice? No, thanks! ...

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Who serves up burgers in pie squares calling them different I’d beware? Who makes the golden arches look rusty stealing the crown from ol’ Burger King? Who dulls Taco Bell’s ring? Everyone knows it’s Wendy’s ...

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Kaleidoscopic Myths That sky is the limit. Yet star-bursted stories Will shower galaxies With deepest mysteries And dark oceanic Creatures and histories. ...

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You were picked straight from the stem— a fruit fresh atop the bowl of offerings, something that must be fleece laid over blade. Not taken, but accepted. Not bitten, but cradled. And still, I would let you be the spiked fruit between my teeth— If you asked. If not to taste your sweet, then to feel your sting against my tongue. Pain can be a kind of...

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in the form of the readymade, now occupies a place in the void, you look at the size of this dewdrop & remember Andy Warhol, who was the first to begin this session in Tate Britain...

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Last night I dreamt of a roadside stop— an ice cream truck near a rusted shop. Its engine was spent, its music was low, and something inside told me I should l go. I stepped through the door because I could, and met a man by the name of Alexander Wood. He wore a bowtie and a crooked smile, a paper hat,...

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See the world around yourself, See the people around you— The scary face of people, The crying face of children. They are scared, lonely, and sad. They fear the world. See the fearless around the world. The mothers are crying with children in their hands, Praying for their children’s life, While others are praying for their children’s future To be bright. People say, “This is the...

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A Rolling Stone She’s weird as a broom stick, that witchy woman That crazy, shonky, HONKY TONK WOMAN On Monday she’s ANGIE, RUBY TUESDAY Wednesday and Fridays it’s Glorious Rose. What’s in a name? She sweetly asks me I smell as good - why not change yours? Ye Gods, What TUMBLING DICE did you roll? What Shonky Tonk woman sent you me? Its...

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