Rivalled Poems - Poems about Rivalled

...Screens stretched across the Modern World, rivalling our natural vision. Eyes, lenses, and optic nerves strained Retinas, pupils, irises, tears. Most affected? A Feast of Fatigued Eyes that r......

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...There has been talk of having the famous black abolitionist Harriet Tubman replace Andrew Jackson on the 20 dollar bill. And I think though it does not completely address the problems our country has......

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...The most pregnant event that occurred... in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania recorded July sixth nineteen sixty upon birth of she who doggedly pursued me to the ends of the earth and what not take no......

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...She slipped from among us in search of good hummus, like a whispery breeze at the scent of chickpeas; escapes for tahini rivalled old Houdini. Her nose for good cumin was simply inhuman, her ......

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...Lord Vishnu once blasé of the same old scene, Far too tame with His heavenly ease, Felt for a change from ‘oh been there and seen’, For one that exhilarates with fragrant breeze. Arbudancha......

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...The mists of time, they once more dissipate, we return to mighty Alahsar, come, my Lords and Ladies, come. on golden wings, Alahsar, the golden beauty of dreams, it does await us in its won......

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...Remember...Remain Calm, Collected, And Cool... Matthew Scott Harris...ARG This, a near imp possible mantra to apply when this 2009 Macbook Pro went awry triggering this enduser ......

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...France is now ruled by Macroniens, A species of urban boboniens, Passably bright, Not too far Right, But perhaps just the latest d….d phonyens. To keep France in order, the PoF Must avoid mov......

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...Used to ride my bike every morning Five miles round our complex Got pretty high from this morning workout It even rivalled good sex Okay, okay, I'm gonna take that back After thoughtful cons......

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...We had come a long way from the lemonade days, Watching the crisp off-white fizz ebb and flow against the tall sides of our glasses Dribbling over our fingernails, as we dozed in the hammocks That sm......

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...An English Love by Steven Cooke Not a rose or a lily, But a buttercup. Languishing in a field of gold, In some English meadow. Waiting to give her self to him. That boy with the impetuous s......

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...Chiromancer Placed inside some wisp of perfections chalice The intonations gather which The tears have shed For gratitude released their happiness I loved you some when in another life W......

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