Sharpe Poems - Poems about Sharpe

...Jamaica is our island’s name, A land blessed with so much fame. And for the part that our heroes did play, We pause to reflect and salute them today. Nanny of the Maroons was a heroine ,true an......Read the rest...

...In the clear winter air, Robin sings Perched on branch in hawthorn tree Sweet melody such happiness brings Feeling the song is just for me. Sharpe eyed aware eyes so bright Curious fri......Read the rest...

...Razor blades are very sharpe They are hairs to shape For the sake of sharpness Trees to go to axes......Read the rest...

...Sounds coming from thy mouth Bring death and destruction It is not man that kills but the tongue Who orders man to a war of death Sharpe as a two edge sword once said How powerful a few words......Read the rest...

...He is slender he is slight Like a razor Sharpe piece of light He sits no longer than a fly His attention shoots from side to side He never stops to take a rest It’s of he goes to make a mess ......Read the rest...

...The jungle ever green destroyed Killing all the inhabiting elephants Very sharpe the bull hook The old Mahout......Read the rest...

...Tear is a sword of poor,very sharpe and power.Wiping all poor’s tear come near to God certain his dear!......Read the rest...

...State Bound State all the way Way of life Way of the day Day to night Day to life Life is legit Life is honoring Honoring veterans Honoring all people People are crazy People are smart ......Read the rest...

...Siúil a Run (Walk My Love) Celtic Woman Walk Beside Me, You’ll Never Walk Alone Awakening, The Whole of The Moon Walking the Night’ the World Falls Away Like An ......Read the rest...

...In the darkness of my closet I lay on my back...crying Orange Handled knife in my hand...heart racing Shapeless emotions coursings through my mind Tear drops...salty salty tear drops fill my ear......Read the rest...

...Autumn is a frozen church We wait at heavy doors That smell of rust, Not a Moon cold enough To be called heartless Or breathclouds of old steam More an estuary of Dumped mist afraid to ice......Read the rest...

...With my Patriotic Self I played this song for our National Heroes “Forward, Forever United” But the words felt hollow to my ears Because no longer do these represents what we have become A s......Read the rest...

...Just because we wish it so, means not that it will pass; this lesson’s one we all must learn in the Gamecock class. Runs my blood, it’s red and black---garnet the deepest hue, any orange is anathema......Read the rest...

...Death, it is a sad way to go, to leave this earth, dressed in your Sunday best While faces surround you with tears breaking the barriers of their emotions tearing their hearts apart, looking down upo......Read the rest...

...The Hawk flys overhead soaring everlasting in circles around the poor field mice. six o'clock. The Red Sun is now parrallel to the treeline in the West. Six o'clock Dinnertime. The hawk dives down,......Read the rest...