Short Wains Poems
Short Wains Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Wains by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Wains by length and keyword.
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Categories:
wains, computer, internet, technology,
Form:
List
Me and You
time flies
grief wains
eventually I learn
to love again
night ends
a new day
sun shines bright
fog dissipates
a Valentine
for a heart that's true
a new love
for me and you...
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Categories:
wains, lovelove,
Form:
Verse
Greener
Im walking towards a better day
today the skies are grey
far from what was yesterday
we used sun rays to bathe
locked away far from our routine today
for hours,days meaningless as we played
sweat drenched smiles as Tonight wains
excited sighs as morning wakes……….
and when You wake alone…and the skies are grey
Im on the road
you were on the way.....
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Categories:
wains,
Form:
I do not know?
The Darkest of Roses
To my corner I do retire
and pull the cover to my chest
I sit there and watch the fire
never to truly get my rest
Like the fire in my soul
the one who sits with me wains
and the air it is in becomes cold
the again in my heart.... pains.
I draw up inward,
I pull in fast
I reach my souls last shard,
hoping it can last.
The darkness does creep
and the quiet losses to thunder
I lay there calling sleep
Never again a peaceful slumber....
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Categories:
wains, confusion, loss, love, sad,
Form:
Verse
Nae Dinner Again
Nae dinner again
Ah heard my ma saying
Wit am ah gonna
Gee the blimming wains
We're staving ma the wains wid say
Shut yer mouths
Ave been trying to tap aw day .
Then in it stoats all drunk and insane
Dus ny even care about the stait eh his wains
My maw she's gone mental
Shouting we'res ma dosh
Don't you even care ya bass
They wains have had nae nosh
All slumped in his chair
He's drunk n doesn't care
Wen he wakes up
He'll even want mare....
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Categories:
wains, father daughter,
Form:
ABC
Cruel To Be Kind.
Is it better to burn my tongue to find for myself?
the taste!the fun! the poorish!or wealth?
I go raw as i wander in dark hidden glens.
with my maw and paw and girny wains!
We had fled from the invaders with fire! them that brought the first light we expired!
Burning our beds,killing warriors and worshipping some unworldly sire!
now we are still hidden in our own wee places of secret meetings!
in every house in alba!some might think it,s the garden of eden!...
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Categories:
wains, fantasy,
Form:
Bio