Spiked Poems - Poems about Spiked

Blood tends to sparkle at midnight, the kind that follows a hard bite; Such fearsome calcium is trite; Fangs in starlight, fangs in starlight; There is no need to feel afraid, of this decision that you made; Just flood him with an accolade; Spiked lemonade, spiked lemonade....

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You had all the leverage When you spiked my beverage With a pill-- I am really sick That was such a dirty trick To pull on me, its not fair Now I'm pulling out my hair Seeing the worn off effects I am trying to detect What was really done to me BY such a sneaky dirty creep My shirt is ripped and torn apart Like...

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Spiked Drinks Got Them All So Rolling Drunk Universe spun out of control and died The planets sputtered out and then fell The southern boy liked his chicken fried And preacher's young son rang the old church bell Hope lost its heart and thus began to cry The throng laughed away, nobody cared High sheriff asked, did anybody die Mike gathered rabbits he...

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a patch of bluegrass; ponders extroversion hues; spikes jaded green grass 6/6/20 written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2020...

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loathsome ridicule children carry sharp word spikes adulthood painful...

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SPIKED SECRETS wings in spiked red sauce ...flappable supper ...disemboweled coffer under linen cloth secrets away its latches and old silk lining feet pressed against chest ill at ease...Harker’s knocking knees..banging back wine 5/2/2018...

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She stands majestically in the sea, her blind visage etched in abandoned noble, rainbow ideals Handcrafted words of beautiful Roman vanity ... revived, towering graven godly desires Man-made hypocrisy, Babel copied and stone xeroxed Preach liberty and freedom, practice slavery and oppression A reared idol of falling stars wearing flagging stripes Spiked crown image standing in the sea, how diadem crimson deep flows the...

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You had all the leverage When you spiked my beverage With a pill-- I am really sick That was such a dirty trick To pull on me, its not fair Now I'm pulling out my hair Seeing the worn off effects I am trying to detect What was really done to me BY such a sneaky dirty creep My shirt is ripped and torn apart Like...

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frantic penguins – awkward among garish spring blossoms 1/20/16...

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Midnights fade in shadows To invade dreams in throes In Its Essence for nette onclaud From Franco Gonza posted 12th October 14...

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For the lack of spiked heels The carpet endured, The linoleum had no dents, Women walked with confidence, Maintaining balance. For the lack of spiked heels Mothers were more patient, Children could tell the difference, Husbands hugged their wives, Cats no longer feared for their tails. The world returned to normal, Nations sought peace, Wars ceased. All for the lack of spiked heels....

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The tea is boiling on the stove, the coffee is brewing in the pot, the drunk is hungover, breathe smelling like conyake and whiskey, vodka goes straight down when it is cold. My tea is ready, your tea is ready, call the Queen of Hearts, tell that whore, her tea is ready. The tall, green bottle of white whiskey, moonshine, call it what you like, burns the back...

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Things just don't add up, there's something not right, For half two on a Tuesday this is an unusual sight,? The teachers are all laughing and havin de craic, Mr. Cotter's doin the robot, And so's Mr. Mac, Mr. Doyle's walking backwards, sayin hello as he leaves, Miss. Flynn's disco dancing like she just popped ten E's, Mr. Harris has lost...

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Atop the roof he stands staring out over the city A dark silhouette against the flashing lights Watching the despair and vulnerability Of the unaware mortals with lack of sight. They don’t see his kind or the dangers that awaits Around every turn; in every aspect of their lives For only their suffering...

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It’s hard to explain or put to words But it feels like those hugs are spiked I know it may sound quite absurd But I think maybe, they truly might The tightest squeezes I’ve ever had That relaxes me from head to toe With no complaints just oh so glad As it travels inside out to over flow Even when many...

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