Shocked Poems - Poems about Shocked

It was a month long summer vacation, I had returned my home unwillingly, ...

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Sheila wears tiger clothes everywhere she can. Do you have a tiger swimming suit? I ask. She does not. I feel it is my opportunity to see her in another color. I am tired of always seeing orange and black stripes on her. She arrives wearing a tiger caftan of course. I am shocked you do not have a tiger hat,...

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There's someone I've got eyes for That someone's grabbed my heart Indications not exuded Signals don't impart But inside's a different story That's where it all plays out The butterflies when I see her Do divebombs without a doubt And when I hear her sing her songs I'm brought down to my knees In essence, not in substance It's there where I was seized...

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So shocked That I’m speechless For senseless Rumors that can impact The rays of the Sun. This is no fun To think about The unthinkable. Run Run, fly like a day bat That has been rocked. It is painful To fathom This dull axiom It is hurtful This is no fun. What a shame Fair game Is no longer fun This sorry society Is full of hypocrisy. Double standard Against the nerd This is a tragedy For the...

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You should take a peek the night winds told the moon. He was hesitant at first, they are such gossips who swoon. They are not lying, the evening stars hissed into his ear. This city is up all night, slumber is not revered or dear. The moon took a tiny peek from the top of a road. He was shocked...

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Tell me something: won't you be shocked that freedom lives on the street and sadness has a room in your soul, ?...

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Striking Shocked Stunted The Tsunami came as a dream And gone like a nightmare Never to be forgotten by some But lives have to go on It is snow that may not fall upon And will soon be lost in memories Of the next generation...

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Sister Bree got engaged on the balcony that day. Bright was shocked, for he was the one who “got away”. She thought he would come to his senses finally. In her heart, Derrick B. Works suited her to a T. Sister Bree was shocked, she barely knew this guy. But she liked engagements; we did not wonder why. She loved gifts,...

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G-risly E-nemy R-eally T-errifies S-hocked T-ravelers R-egarding Y-ucky D-isease O-f M-ankind Topic: Birthday of poet Gert Strydom (April 03) Form: Vertical Monocrostic...

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The eyelids are heavy with sleep As I fall into the deep No turning back awake Even if my shoulder, you shake Domestic noises in the background Adding various notes to my snoring sound I dream of greatness,unlocked They will with mouths agape, be shocked...

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‘Turn swords into ploughshares and nightmares to dreams’ I have not one plough and no shares in the market Insomnia has taken over my nights the rest is illusion Ambitions are exhausted and hope has no yearning Freedom dangles on the rope of...

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in awe shaken in total disbelief i’m left questioning myself can i ever know what’s inside a person’s head or heart posted on March 4, 2019...

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I forgot that the heart beats. I've been robotic. Thought is unneeded. Emotions are useless. But a sudden shock to the system, Reminds me... My heart beats. It was easy, I've been busy, Then the news came, I am alive again. Apart of me wishes I wasn't. Knowing that someone I loved passed, I wish, I stayed robotic. That news made me feel again. I've become aware of my heart. My system...

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Here, in this writing table, I'll not return The song of night and lonely owl I'll not hear For jazz music of fox in biting cold I'll not wait For devastated couple under street lamp post I'll not write a couplet Cause, O' love, you're living on the rose of other Here, my rose and fragrance is withered and make a crying of rock! -October 12,...

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Humpty Dumpty had no yolk As oft implied to younger folk. This hatched idea in oviform Should never have become the norm. And so, before it is too late I mean to set the record straight. For Humpty was a tortoise bold With hankerings to break the mould. ‘Why should it be?’ he’d often sigh ‘That we chelonians cannot fly?’ With lofty thoughts, aerodynamic He climbed...

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