Spleen Poems - Poems about Spleen

Money does not bring true happiness, This does not exist. Money releases and smoothes The daily burdens and responsibilities; It is a relief that diminishes the worries. Being healthy is the ultimate state of happiness; Being wealthy is the hollow state of happiness. The concerns of securities show-up on the screen, Attack the consciousness, and destroy the spleen. The fear of death makes...

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To predict the weather do we need a meteorologist? Not here, although this method by some is dismissed Maybe not so scientific but time tested and long lasting Welcome to the prairies and pig spleen forecasting Call your nearest farmer when season nears December There are a few key things when predicting to remember Read from the top of the spleen...

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Spleen by Paul Verlaine loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The roses were so very red; The ivy, impossibly black. Dear, with a mere a turn of your head, My despair’s flooded back! The sky was too gentle, too blue; The sea, far too windswept and green. Yet I always imagined?or knew? I’d again feel your spleen. Now I'm tired of the glossy waxed holly, Of the...

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Yellow and red carpet of leaves, clothes are wet, oh, don't fall, please, drops of the grief, tears of the rain, vibrating leaf, and all is vain. Summer is gone, warmth fades away, trees lose the crown, birds do not play, they do not sing, tweeting's no more, oh, do not bring sadness and bore. Give me your kiss, skyline is grey, carpet of leaves lies on my way yellow and red, I've got a...

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No matter how much comes out I keep vomiting up memories meaning nothing I can't take all of this silence This emptiness burns my skin I'm choking I'm dying Why are you letting this happen? How can you stand by and let us die? Why did you create me? Is there nothing that can be done to stop this? We're drowning, J You're letting us die...

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Everyone has a giggle trigger it seems If you pull it, just watch the happiness beam Their smiles will be broad Like a big old bullfrog They'll wind up howling and busting their spleen...

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I never cut I barely cry So how can It be spleen You had me Almost die...

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The sun has shifted, it's now on my screen Must close the curtains, who could have foreseen But whatever sol wants I'll join in his dance 'Cause sun makes me happy, without venting my spleen...

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Everyone has a giggle trigger it seems If you find it, just watch the happiness beam Their smiles will be broad Like a big old bullfrog They'll wind up howling and busting their spleen © Jack Ellison 2015...

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