Props Poems - Poems about Props

Why don't we discard the mask, let all the stage props fall? The answer, whispered through shadows, is found in our sunlight-forgotten guise. The true color has washed away in the rains of days, so that we no longer recognize who is, The figure now wearing our face, lost within the deceptive, layered veil. From the first moment, when...

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Long beaked puppet with eyes so devilishly dark You have such a deep voice, it is almost a bark. We are going to give you a dog, a hog and a shark. You will be able to do more story lines, some of them quite a lark....

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We struggle through life, through the stress, through the strife, it cuts like a knife but onward we travel crawling through the dirt, through the gravel while watching our lives unravel. As we go on the prowl, on our faces there's a scowl and a feeling of throwing in the towel. While a breakthrough seems out...

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props for our Pastor to honor him for his anointing to give him encouragement in his Godly appointing to be a bride to the church is a Pastor's primary role an Undershepard to his flock in the kingdom of saving souls he's the angel of the church chosen by the Lord God ordained and equipped to give the Gospel from...

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A woman’s emotions change with and like the seasons. With all the worlds stresses around them you can’t pin point the reasons. If I can say one thing they are strong and because of there strengths they will always belong. ...

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The cat on my tongue is after the frog in my throat I put the counted chickens all in one basket before they hatched Broke a pulled leg, woke up on the wrong side of the bed And I still saw right through you...

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