Put Across Poems - Poems about Put Across

...To be Loyal: It is the need of every wife that her husband should be committed to her and only her. Many times wife ends up feeling insecure about her husband that he might engage in infidelity. Thu......

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...sorry for running when first I should master the art of walking sorry for loving when liking you should have been foremost sorry for wanting and showing little patience and understanding sorry......

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...I graduated with honors at medical school, And wished to settle in my own tradition No frivolous girl deserved to be my wife, life’s cruel, I wanted the best that was my ambition. It was alway......

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...Sure are the benefits of forgiveness, we all know— All major belief systems say so. But in actual life it doesn’t seem to happen. Instances of the German holocaust or crucifixion, Don’t they o......

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...How I got here, I have no clue. I do remember being on a cruise. Passengers were walking, talking, and watching the cerulean blue sea sparkling. Intrigued by the total awesomeness, I climbed on a ......

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...Evening has quietly tiptoed away on slippered feet Houses up and down the street are silhouettes A garden looks white- washed in moonlight, And the faint sound of a train whistles through t......

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...THE JOURNEY OF THE MAGGI Such a journey we had of it traveling to welcome the new born King.. nay... journeying to receive the to be born new king we were three of us the king, the beautiful pr......

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...As the old proverb prevails, " love comes unexpectedly" hyperthetically speaking,exactly what happened to me hurting decieving initially, then having to lay my cards ending an eight year relations......

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...Early morning on arriving home kicked off my shoes all alone switched on the computor and a man came to me. He said i have spirits around me for......

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...Evening tiptoes away on slippered feet Houses up and down the street are silhouettes The faint sound of a train whistles through the air leaving a melancholy soliloquy resounding throu......

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...Evening has quietly tiptoed away on slippered feet Houses up and down the street are silhouttes A garden looks white, washed in moonlight, And the faint sound of a train whistles through the air ......

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