Sired Poems - Poems about Sired

...His head slumped low and he looked like a most unhappy man, said, “My peoples’ laws forbid it, both of us would be hanged.” She rolled her eyes and said, “I’ not talking laws of this earth, I know......

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...fault line desire soul tires of fear so sired by mind......

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...I am the matriarch the grandma said to the lot Her opinion unvaluable, often ignored, not sought No one heard this, she had become invisible to them Everyone looked to her oldest lay-about son Jim......

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...the Gotham man He is so wealthy, perhaps the richest man In the world, he enjoyed his lucre and sired A dozen of male and female children He has reached middle age, and his youth has Gone th......

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...Sappho Translations IX Sappho, fragment 17 translation by Michael R. Burch Hear me, Queen Hera, as your delightful festival nears, you to whom the sons of Atreus performed vows, those dazz......

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...This longing in my heart A yearning as deep as the ocean An emptiness in my soul A void as the depth of the hades Like a fallen branch from off the vine I am as dead as the dried leaf Sired b......

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... In my mind... I always thought I was strong, But I was proven wrong With the weakness I sired, From your unmatched, Immense love, I always wished to have And taste, before I became nature's......

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...As one grows old, when evening approaches, memories too lengthen like shadows. Now I remember more often my parents wondering how much sweat and toil they had shed to make their children comfortable,......

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... Child of floor and shackle mocks, a cooperation of physic-circumstance. A stalwart drag, stale wart brags. Dungeon, so damp, the bottom feeding vampires in vitro. Morph of mind sired, ......

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...A powerful poem, inspired by a thought-provoking storyline on a show. We are all part of the great human family and everyone is important. Our diversity is a strength. Let's embrace every colour of t......

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... Media Tabloid Vixen. You seem to speak as if from the grave, a crosswired rig of McGyverse psyops in a disguised Ministry of Truth Museum Mausoleum. Report with vampires of halitosis, ......

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...Like a boy in the wild raised by wolves my poetry is sired Tracking the scent of each hunted word traps set for me most dire Uncaught or caged by academia my trail still honor bound To wande......

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... What are the Depths of the Secrets You Keep I Surrender, Necked Bared to Your Mark, I Yield, I Retreat From The Highest Mountain's Cliff I Will Take a Flying Leap For Love For You Is Abysmal D......

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...The bane of a cold sore inside my mouth Sent my smooching life south, whereby I felt like poor Georgie Porgie, pudding and pie, who kissed the girls and made them cry. The medical term for c......

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...Worship the money and love the fame, Became a fools mantra and your disdain. You watched as they consumed and consumed, now all you see is darkness, doom and gloom. Your deep, deep outrage yo......

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