Snaked Poems - Poems about Snaked

... An ask of mine needs urgent sating I don’t mean to blashpeme or be rude But when God was done and dusted creating And he looked and saw that “it was good” What was he looking at? Were his ey......

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... I shudder while peering at sepia photographs, showing visits to my maiden Aunt Hilda’s house. Even though I was very young it was clear she didn’t tolerate children. I was to be ‘Seen and not......

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... She scissored his skin between her teeth His moan increasing as she increased the pressure His fingers snaked her back A shiver of want parkouring itself up her spine His fingers entwined in ......

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...4/24/24 How weird it is All around the planet are pyramids Yet we don't understand it fully, this makes me curious The reason for their construction must've been serious It makes me a bit fu......

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...I've just painted my nails So have to sit still There's a breeze coming in and it grazed me Woke me up and sent me to sleep simultaneously I was thinking how I'm enjoying reclining right now (I'......

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...When your Hand came by, felt like lingering tie... ,,Sigh", knew it would die high in the sky. Cause even the love you had for the body (my) you made, was betrayed into hate, left me moody into f......

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...I say, mama, I'm so sorry I got ice burn where my heart at On the road where I had it hard at How I'm chosen? I'm so heartless, so, so heartless I ain't know my age, he was 16, they killed Lil Da......

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...Tick... Time has moved on but I’m standing still... No matter where I go, I can never run away. Gray, gray, gray, it’s all gray, everything, gray. Tock... They say you're at peace now, so, I'm......

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...The sky, heavy-laden with curdled black clouds, Burst wide open, and all night long it rained. It pitter-pattered on the panes, And rattling on the slanting roofs. It churned the dry soil to a pu......

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...It was the summer of 2014, I was just about to turn 13, spending June of summer vacation with my Grandmère, in Paris. Tonight, we’re at a fundraising benefit for African relief (it’s always *somethin......

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...My last Thursday class is over - my class-week is over. Looking back at the science building we’d just left, the hallway looked dark, like the throat of an animal, the people snaked out like a t......

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...Nobody cared. You could tell from the cracked and broken windows. You could tell from the maggots and moths in the kitchen cabinets. You could tell from the nails scattered across the dirt-caked f......

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...Going home across the Shard bridge spanning a rattle-snaked river that bites into the Irish sea cold-bloodedly pumping into Fleetwood's gaping fish-mouth. Here birthmarks are branded wit......

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...Today I met with my daughter to swim.We finished at eleven oclock.I drove to a place near the airport named Sandys for her first ever thanksgiving buffet. She used to be located at the actual airpo......

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...“Let’s unite the world! “ The exuberant pretty teenager yelled. She was shaking a yellow sign in the street. She had torn jeans. A plethora of tattoos snaked up her arm, and her bellybutton showed.......

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