Spites Poems - Poems about Spites

...There is this lady whom I'll call Ms Maybe cause she excites and spites each man in her life as she's not ready to become a wife. Ms Maybe is a real Daisy that turns shady in the blink o......

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... When we get to our appointed heaven hearts and minds still cooling slights and insults recovering from many a minor bullet hole from small caliber affronts loathing’s and spites and other pet......

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...Strange sedition stealthy sets cloaked in artificial greening phiz some by prejudice inquiring, “Where are you from”? others in feigning frame avoiding, finding paths away from you, Though ha......

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...After three decades and a kicking more, I deem it glaring waste and blatant loss To play sad part of second servile fiddle In elite cadres agleam with ersatz gloss. Whatever charged scrolls att......

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...shade bleeds a velvet texture stretching far and wide strides to smother clawed hands grasping thread rip apart layers to shed bear the stains of men rise and swagger free struggle to br......

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...There are days when I feel a heaviness, struggle to rise, go down low As if worn out, my mind bends itself twisted and I move real slow Even my shadow feels alone and forlorn in my abandoned shap......

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...THE RELUCTANT by Mark Miller © 09/19/2014 We are the living seeming stillness willful we endure Through vows of contempt to never surrender Vacate questions fly by trees terse unknown Retrea......

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...Her eyes aren’t hollow holes A smoke and mirror trick She’s filled with gasoline Not as soulless as you may think She spites bitter memories Her skin flares Itch away the pain Raw from you ......

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...Standstill Waiting still Until the grand steal When time stood still In spite of legs Time cheats It flies in our good times And quantum leaps in our sleep It crawls in our watch And spites......

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...Villanelle: Cowered crushed cramped cold in the pit of our stomachs Cowered crushed cramped cold in the pit of our stomachs We drag our ego thrones saddled on stooping lean backs Fiendish lie......

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...Days itself found escape Nights in kind, I cannot grasp Time only fades to forever wait Unforeseen memories… only last Thoughts were reasoned light Unburden by burdens to claim refresh In my ......

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...The screen draws a hopeless biology An image of an empty cleaner leaving downstairs Why won't an idle client advertise? The bath washes An inevitable dinner tosses a converse arch The adju......

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...Shall I say I have known the arms already—known all I don’t need the eternal note of sadness before I believe you... I’ve walked in the night-wind with its roar carried dreams on the back on thi......

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...Disappearing like the straggling stars of morning, all the discontent of winter fades before the multifarious data streaming from the light-filled cupola above. It funnels into every mind, resist......

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...I never knew those supple eyes had a maelstrom of unkind desires hidden in their peeps and tweets I never knew your embraces have such cruelest spites the most unkind in the divinely design ......

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