Prying Poems - Poems about Prying

...Like a raging river barreling toward an arid basin, sediment collects inside a hardening heart. Weighing heavy, eyelids flutter over drowning maculas; all that can be seen are murky ript......

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...A warrior mentality so to speak – donning our armor of daily fashion; tinted shades closing off soul-windows, concealing from prying eyes of inquisitive nakedness – we clothe feari......

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...I'm too tired to care - too worn to wear that chic shirt which matches my shoes that you seem to care so much about I'm too drained to change at all Truthfully, I'm more than tired - an......

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...The man in front of me is a broken one, and my fingers are drowning in dripping glue, in cement, in something meant to hold things To hold him To hold myself and others together. Yet he binds......

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...Some flowers bloom well into twilight, moonlight mesmerizes them, leads them into dreams of distant dawns. The velvet drapes of summer do not offend them, rather they entice as they bathe wi......

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...Yes! day and night, inside my roaring shop, pounding my heavy hammer ceaselessly against the hardened anvil Poetry, I ply tough steel into a pleasant shape. Working words cleansed of cheap and......

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...In metro hum, where steel and stone preside, A bard steps forth, though not with lyre in hand, But crowbar wielded, forceful, strong, and prying wide, Parting the jaws of my rigid thoughts was unp......

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...Zenith ~ a fatal lie written in forged gold, but to read the bruised ballads I’ve bled upon the palette of pixelated peridots in ominous silence, must I speak the romanticized rhymes of funeral......

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...The world feeds on tragedy, with an insatiable hunger for misfortune, They demand confessions, not out of care, but to dissect and devour the soul, When I reveal my pain, their eyes become glassy w......

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...Write Seven Beautiful Lines With A Twist Poetry Contest Constance La France With seven new rows added to their garden the grass is greener By Author At the hospital the media is following the......

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... A fly flew through the kitchen window, I was frying, He was big, fat and very black, He nonchalantly settled on the drying rack, No doubt had followed the aroma of food, uninvited prying, Wit......

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...Should ye pry open my personal space, Remember, my core privacy to spare, Pray take me not as a child's cosy bear, Let me get lost in search of unknown me, I love to roam like a rudderless ......

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... A poem so moving, luring tears to fall, when our tears are formed in our hearts beating blood. With each beat those words repeat this dreaded call. Rip and tear scars of past pain ......

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...Dogs have gone on a romp This would be okay if I trusted them I know better In seconds they are back They have gone nowhere Curious to see what I am doing Beau licks my notebook Never a good s......

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... {"I fall into the river drenched in my own expectancy, The peddles inside enveloping me as a fairytale destined to be. However I knew life was far from being caressed and revived by fiction once ......

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