Scrapheap Poems - Poems about Scrapheap

...The awake awakened with wide eyes wide-opened. Calls of the screaming sea, calling calls ceaselessly. Pound-pounding ears attend, weakening abandon, wend sea claps yonder, and then only beyond the......

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...Dear self , We live inside each other, When the last time we met each other At the last stage of life, let's take some wise steps, Your biggest abhorrence was, You never wanted to live like a ......

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...Of My (Lenovo External) Computer Screen Within mere nanoseconds, (or less than an instagram ming kickstarter reddit snap, chat ting shutter fly), this bopeep awakens (i.e.......

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...Cerulean mirror, true to color, reflected the rouge hue the setting sun left; a celestial beauty that only the Supreme Architect could fashion. That such cosmic beauty could have radiated fro......

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...ON THE SCRAPHEAP OF LIFE When we married you got my engine running, but now I want to sleep I’ve just failed my annual service, you said my defects ran too deep My sleek cur......

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...In honor of Remembrance Day and those that serve. Tour of Duty© I awaken from a fitful sleep One where slumber was not very deep The night before after counting many a sheep My eyes clos......

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...Oh in the early days you couldn’t wait to get your hands on my curves Now I am getting older, you simply don’t want to know The times you got my motor running How you......

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...This (Numerical) Life I am a number. I know this because you spend all evening asking me my age, as it is my birthday and we dine in lavish style. My name is forgotten; the eccentricities of my ch......

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...Death of a Dream Written: By Tom Wright January 2015 At edge of night Lies a junkyard, Where locked away, Is each un-kept promise Empty dream or unmet goal. From here, finality,......

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...Bone Idle Cat Lazy boy was just that, a bone idle bat. Staying in bed all day sleeping, up all night playing computer games. Not working, never done a day's graft in his life. He's just like his mat......

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...He can fix anything no matter the year the make, the model but has his own way No, just throw that on the scrapheap with all the others Seriously, I just want to work I hate people m......

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...From the deep recesses of mind emerges a stimulation that necessitates a defined sudden, high-level invention. Once imagined its stay is brief and must be dealt with before lost to dist......

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...Oh look, surprise-surprise, it’s just as I suspected; Just as I foresaw it would turn out – You have already forgotten my face, Erased me from your mind as if I were but a picture, Or merely ......

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...A state of mindless exhaustion overwhelms me I feel wrung out Over-wrought Strained to the very limits of endurance I’m at the end of my tether And the rope is strangling me It’s choking off my......

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