Roy Poems - Poems about Roy

Here comes that song again poignant romanticism... I hear Roy admirable creator owner of pain and illusion...

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Nothing is heard as my mind explodes, the debris contained as time itself slows. Yet it all goes so quickly, leaving nowhere to turn, as exhaustion sets in, I just let myself burn. I stare at the canvas, trying to think, unable to distinguish between safety and brink. There...

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billions of atoms go eye to eye, staring long enough for cellular renewal but not a change of heart ~ with its septillions of atoms. I'm disappearing. missing crucial elements: colour drained, to fill the backdrop more than me. I become just an object with a story. this...

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Nonsense Literature In amputation, amputee a nation Here we come! Here we are so! I woo thee! In three we count and clutter, and toothless joyous, smiley me! Giggling and stomping are they! Here they come! Brother keeper brethren herd! Feelings elation, rainbow, cuddly! None knows why! Even though, they are in the hardest try! As it came along,...

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this is by my hand a mark made, a soul's expression the temptation is to make too many but there's beauty in less machines can print copy after copy but where does that leave me come to me,...

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It's nothing, the tear can be wiped away The emotion neatly swept aside today Discreetly dealt with, it's alright I cried out my eye colour during my plight The only indication of my altered state Don't talk about it, or my sadness tinged fate Viewed close up there is no other trace Feel free to be near, study my face Come...

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Your beauty is componentially clear All perfection, from eye to nose to ear Delicate arrangement, however it's displayed Russet red lips, in a most delicious shade An iris coloured ethereal blue I'm reduced to pieces looking at you I close my eyes to reimagine what I see Order is returned as it's meant to be My wish is that you hear what...

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the tears blend into the background my sadness in the foreground shadows so minimal I shouldn't fall into them the space around me disappears there is nothing to see or feel the tear the primary focal point ...

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I sigh at the sight of Mr. Roy, He seems a very loving man, A warmth he carries, That can be felt Even miles far away. I sigh at the sight of Mr. Roy, The heart laments the absence of warmth, I only wish words few of love, But often met with blows of curse, I look on and on but no escape meets. I...

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In dreams, I always wanna walk with Roy, I think that my scary feelings ain't right. I'm just running scared like a silly boy - alone, so lonely, this feeling tonight. Tell me, are you as lonely as can be? I had long thought that I was over you. How ever will you give your smile to me and then, dearest darling,...

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Going to catch us both a rainbow. Hop on for a ride. Help me choose a colour and lay down by my side. Romancing on a rainbow. Is little understood. Eventually I'll catch one and then I think we should. So next time when it's raining You know right where I'll be. Out there chasing rainbows just for you and me....

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center>ROY ROGERS Roy Rogers on Trigger his horse Was a regular tour de force He made it his quest To clean up the West Then end with a love song of course 2nd May 2022 High Noon poetry contest Sponsor - Joseph May...

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I was in the middle of a PowerPoint About Pastafarianism Then I noticed someone in the corner Not paying attention Lost, looking tired I heckled to him "Paul, quick, candy-coloured clown..." He found the song on his laptop I checked the speakers and adjusted the volume I picked Up the microphone and sang, looking at the student in the corner... "Go to sleep, everything is alright." They...

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There was a boy Named Rancho Roy He had a horse Whose name was Force They loved to ride Out far and wide Force used to take Him to the lake Where he sat long And wrote a song Called "Rider's Hill - Ride to your fill" When they came back He had a snack - Fresh cake and tea And...

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I found the narrow reflection behind the mirror of my shade. Here no one can spread their slogans instead of me, no one ever torture the dream of being free. I am better enough to feel the breath of my own, I am better enough to touch the soul of my goal. I am the only health of my dream, I am the...

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