Pretty Poems - Poems about Pretty

These broken nails Not pretty to look at, My triumphs, my fails Mean more than that Been scratching away Digging for some end, By night, by day … ‘Til they begin to bend Once polished to a shine … Is perfectly cracked, With pulled hair of mine And my nerves wracked All glitter, all gold … Neither one can stay, But, broken nails, I'm told Says something anyway. ...

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they called her lucky — because she never had to pay the bill for her own silence. because someone always pulled the chair, held the door, told her she was “too precious to bleed.” they gave her things soft enough to confuse her skin into forgetting what it’s like to be wild. but she knew — deep down, a golden cage is still a cage. she learned to...

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when i was a kid i used to draw a blue line near the top of the paper that was supposed to be the sky it started off being thicker in some places than in others but as the time passed i started to add clouds and draw inside the lines the older i got,  the more realistic the sky became then...

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A pair of pretty hands with precision shoot daft sunshine-filled sparks. Her heated strut creates a collision between what’s frozen and a wildfire. Lightning rod with the sound turned on an interstellar quake… Bringing about melodic destruction and that season built for heartbreak. A moving summer solstice vision. ...

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Lovely weather for Dunners' ducks (tongue in cheek peek at Dunedin's historic deluge) "Stares upstairs.. Angels’ weeing above.. Be a good chap.. Show some love bruv.. Turn off the tap.. ***** No refuge from the subterfuge of the deluge.. Parched sandbag phalanxes.. Ranks marching in flanks.. Arching across busted banks.. Quaffing..scoffing..downpour spanks.. ********** Disbelief at the leisurely river Leith.. Despairing at it baring...glaring..teeth Hurling....haring to unsheaf grief.. Mischief rashly unfurling… Brashly whirling...

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Birds Are Pretty You Care A Ridiculous Amount About Squirrels, But Hardly Even Mention: The Rats. -Gray Squirrel 05-17-2025...

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I am pretty much unqualified To judge poetry contests To draw cartoons To paint canvases To use a chainsaw To write a book Yet I do all of these things Without certification, license or diploma Because no one has demanded my qualifications...

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flowers standing tall smiling to the pretty sun ~ colorful gardens...

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A chagrined clown hung his head in shame for the disgrace of what he became, when an opportune slip of the heel, on a discarded banana peel, got a pretty good laugh just the same....

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there was a cat named mr pretty who was the leader of his c i t y with fur soft as silk a mind sharp and s l i c k he was far too pretty to get gritty...

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"Pretty clouds filled with water, then it rains down." By Poet I love to sit and watch the clouds, as they dance across the big blue sky. If I watch and wait what will I see, animals like a zoo walking by. One day I ask a big bright white cloud, where are you going? I was shocked when it answered back, off...

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