Skulk Poems - Poems about Skulk

...The rush of wind c h u r n s sported leaves of fall, charming the r u s t i c path so warm and cold. A u t u m n a l gal whispers in brief e n t h r a l. S e v e r i t y of chill is c r o ......

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...Icy zephyrs slice through my cloak, a spectral wind, Exhale of dread, shudder and hasten, tremors awaken, Sensation of unseen gazes, pivot, yet no soul in sight. Hehe, narrow escape, her beauty, a......

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... homelands / husbands / playing house / strands & strings of horses behind strangers lounging un-belonging to Thebes of Sevens or women, depending on how you slice matters, as a perspective ......

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...MELIORISM This world stings like the scorpion, And I will not filter in her tears, This I said because I’m a champion, Only throwing jabs, it really wears! Like the faeces of a chameleon, S......

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...The Summer sun of midnight loves the Antarctic sky; Her brilliant orange cloak spreads out behind her a......

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...It's a revolving door I'm in its vicinity - but that's all I know In the past maybe I'd skulk Ashamed to be noticed at all Not have hobbies or declare likes Looking for permission to exist Chan......

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...My Tired And Lost Soul Next This Wise Advice Out It Screams As harder blown dry winds skulk among oldest granite stones And the spitting sun flamed the mass of white desert sand I trekked alone,......

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...As the current year is quickly ticking away The time has come for me to share, My resolutions for the coming year: What all steps I shall take in life to fare. Every new year is a t......

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...They came and went, they drank and ate These chillers and killers and villains great From a Halloween party that misbehaved Not tricking or treating but sick and depraved No bobbing for apples bu......

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...I feel her dressing in the darkness Still some time to daylight Anticipate her goodbye kiss Before I slip into the night Walk quietly through the wood Until the village is way behind Walking th......

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...This is the last time I mention you by name, the last time I bother, so I'm asking you the last time like yesterday or the day before and before that, court me and wrap me in your blanket like......

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...This is an ode to the beautiful friendship. which has been through all my hardship, From my childhood till the kingship we've have run this crazy relationship He had eaten my all lunchboxes w......

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...How lovely is this turtle! So peaceful! His course is well designed by nature's whim He crawls, like a green creeper, so blissful He can walk and skulk and easily swim His course is well design......

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...My views are trenchant and modest. My thoughts as clear as day. I marvel at the things I know While ignoring much what others say. You must now follow my direction And blindly accept all I have ......

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...enter the wood, end of the day deep deep reverb, everywhere eerie sound from between the trees from bowels of earth, around the sky then chilling stillness, flee or stay? thump thump......

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