Snatch Poems - Poems about Snatch

Some streetwalkers shake their hips Whilst others may lick their lips What they have on show Is ready to go To the nearest Fish & Chips...

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When we were small We used to play amongst kids A game called The wind blows We follow the instructions closely Then we put them into actions Into fun and laughters We run We push We snatch We scream We laugh Until a chair is sat and rooted Now when we have grown up We face the same game in the society But we don't have...

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The world looks so different nowadays We can get things without stepping out of the threshold of the house We can do online shopping and e-banking Many things are reachable even to the handicapped These are the benefits of science Especially the handphone and the computer In front of the eyes of judgement The handicapped may not be treated as handicapped But...

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Do not snatch my breath away Come to my aid please for I cannot breathe my neck’s being brutally kneed and squeezed Though my voice is now barely a whisper hear me my every brother and sister. Cry for my dilemma, sigh for me too may such cruelty never come to you It's difficult trying to gasp some air my...

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Eleanor scooped up her kitten, in the pumpkin patch. She was happy to do it. His name was Black Snatch. She had snatched him from the beak of Owl Boy long ago. He was mewing in distress, an animal in crazy woe. Owl Boy was angry, so Eleanor threw him some meat. She had already cooked it, but it was...

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HER EVERY GESTURE, MY EYES NEVER ALLOW ME TO FORGET. I CURSE TIME, BECAUSE, TIME SNATCHES IT, WHENEVER, LOVE I GET............

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C-onvert the seekers, D-ifferent men and women C-ome into the fold. Topic: Birthday of Cesar Dela Cruz (March 10) Form: Haikustic...

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Just the other day The vultures pounced on him They cornered and beat him He begged for mercy But the vultures were thirsty For blood and money Just because they found Four joints in his pocket Dear ghetto Why do we get malice Whenever we cry for justice? Does a man deserve injustice For smoking herb in a chalice?...

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THE SNATCH OF SLEEP Sleep deprivation to a mind- is worse than the abuse of drugs.. it makes you delusional... unable to clearly distinguish- between truths, fantasy and illusions.... a rested mind is always.. good for your own sake.. better see to it that.. that you are not negleting- the sweet adventures of lala land.. as you toil for your daily bread. Lewis k Nyaga...

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In fear my life is shaped, To tremble when to stand ‘Cause the dark my mind communes Knowing bread and wine of lies Season’s lost in the dark track, Journeying in a constant pit, Bounded by the laws of lust And pinned by fear and foolery Just as the dark will consume- Me, light consummated me. For the strange end that is seen, My heart shrinks...

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Luck! What does it mean Only those could know it who are keen And what I think is, Like an ice-cream coupon may it be seen. Irrespective of deservance ...

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A caravan for a Turkish not a tommy gun you took the jam out of my doughnut periwinkle blue a desert eagle is not a replica nor a diamond sweet enough without the sugar that my son is why we're here I think it's you who should behave bollocks all bets are off...

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