Sloppily Poems - Poems about Sloppily

...Poor maid scurries, Getting more anxious as she hurries, Timidly passes on the message, With a feeling of strong presage, Grumpy prince huffs and pushes past, Making the maid bow hurriedly, fast......

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...Darkness, shadows, raining, storming. I liked to pretend I perfectly crafted these bleak, tired ideas. When I was a stupid kid. As if no one has ever drawn a picture in pencil, so that there......

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...All unknowingly we cultivate, create wild flowers and garden escapes from all those restless hours of an ambiguous life. Tomorrow happens, it picks up our discarded clothes dresses sloppily ......

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...Inferiority complex viz mine (mien) Although yours truly modest, the only personal issue I will lightly boast about constitutes lingering self worthlessness bred if not prior to first grade......

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...Staggering, wobbling, stumbling...somewhere Watching the world spinning, and spinning, and spinning Confused and discombobulated, he wandered...somewhere Swerving his steps and slurring his wor......

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...All this global speech that once lauded your greatness has vanished. My lips are crying today because of my misdeeds. The harvest was completely washed away in the high winds. Disea......

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...As it mingles within and by virtue of substance relates to the air by the depth of its dance; the smoke is persuaded to somehow pursue the course of the breezes developed by chance. On a journe......

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...Another new beginning, another major change My feet know the rhythm, though this road is undiscovered My toes know the feeling of wet dew still clinging to the blades of grass Not yet baked by a ......

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...Love goes away quickly, without regrets, tears and farewells, leaving only insomnia and bleeding stanzas. Sloppily, hastily and haphazardly written lines: "Love's gone, leaving behind all i's dotted ......

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...I was embarrassed for my gold-finding prowess was slim to none. I lived alone, in a mushroom hut, built sloppily for one. My leprechaun relatives were braggarts, and blowhards and mean. The things......

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...I am a porcelain doll. Fair of face, coveted by a young girl. My smile is welcoming, cheeks are rosey, My dress wrinkle and tear free Each button in place. I am a porcelain doll. Cracks feath......

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...Although yours truly modest, the only personal issue I will lightly boast about constitutes lingering self worthlessness bred if not prior to first grade, than most definitely in......

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...Anomaly About A Trump Monopoly About Trump, I was writing an anomaly; On everything he does have a monopoly; With possessed, He is impressed; Each result of book was done so sloppily. Jim......

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...It’s not enough, you say We’re killing mom and I’ll never be the same. You pinch my cheeks like Maybe you’ll bring back your life, Long gone, In my blank canvas, Sometimes painted but I always......

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...Estella Murray 1891-1912 Johnny’s was the last face I saw that April afternoon in 1912. I admit I was mean to him, As mean as a starving she-dog in heat. It’s not that I did not ap......

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