Storyline Poems - Poems about Storyline

when lines join or coincide to make a shape curved or straight line becomes a side so intricate three together 1 2 3 transmute abstractly...

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a storyline: ...a bad chapter here and there a miraculous escape a capture unexpected a wound that festers a love walks away an accident maims a soul starves so such we be... ‘a-flyin’ an' ‘a-cryin’ an' all the while the dead dance circling negotiating your...

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a bad chapter here and there a miraculous escape a capture unexpected a wound that festers a love walks away an accident maims all and the all be ‘a-flyin’ and ‘a-cryin’ a lot... and all the while the dead dance and dance, circling negotiating your value, gossiping and chanting, should...

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I love what I obtain and what do I miss... And what I have of mine, i appreciate it.. All that's too much I despise but nothing, I put a price... My life is tied what I carry in my soul and in the chest... nothing upside down attests what I feel and what I deserve...!...

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The first move is on ' its reported a 15 year old boy Has died from the bubonic plauge (Black death) In Mongolia, apparently two people had it in 2021 At A place named Khovd.) They also died Reportedly contracted from eating marmot Meat is the line..Seems like the bat eating theory.? In 2021 astra zeneca started making a plauge vax Same...

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Weevil storyline Dr Ranjit Dutta Gave no one Visions to look into future Or through The womb of limitless emotions Saved lights from Thousands of light years But still, I can't Enlighten my darkened Emotional tunnels of sences, Couldn't fathom either Life and the world Times of erudition, Every soul is like that Hidden pearl Looked not seen Known not learnt. We clutter Our mindless...

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Threads weave tapestry from words Supplicate webs of magic carpets Embalm clandestine fantasy worlds Meander from sourcing the delta Revisit memories’ dream catchers Transfigure images into quietude 25th April 2020...

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Small Saudi the boy Five years or so And jovial the toy Intriguing the foe Six year he wrote Every time a pen A drop of flight To land a new story Every melody that come Carrying the tunes of hope The dance fuming soup For all that knew Saudi now stouthearted With a promised utopia Every ink drop debased To quell apparent dystopia At last a book length Not a toy...

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They hung him high in the sky. Someone cried about his life. He was not wrong because he was born. Peter’s Bread. Mama’s dead. Papa’s sad. Me as well. Someone cut the noose Shouting this was foolish. He was warned. Peter’s Bread. Mama is buried. Papa lives. Once he ran. Now he is a free man. They hung him high away beyond the clouds. They cried cut him down. The noose was...

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Seek a new range as ideas come; Take a sure stride forward and on; Opt for the strange longing that sums; Ready your rides to go beyond; Yes wordplay strings a thousand things; Listen to hints that the wind blows; Impact's a fling you must now bring; Next to fine mint, love ever glows; Enter your name and let joy sing. Truth frames the...

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See sensuous stay Touch tender tell Opt old obey Roar rich re-tell Yield youthful yell Live lovely lay Indulge intent Now numb nice nay Ebb end extent Simple screams sights Teaching tale tight Oblige odd orbs Risky reach robs Yes you yield yore Love living lore Intuit ideas Note nice nudes near Etch end explore Search special shores Tale told touching Offer opts ore Rise repeats roar Yonder yielding Linger loving Insight inching Now naked noise Embalm envoi Sacred soul sings Tones thrill...

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no storyline can thrive to throw off loves balance, to purposely paint a picture to detour its countenance, the stroke of the pen changing in every moments release, unconditional love neverending in beauty with each piece, to place the heart back in its proper alignment, in the changing of each moment with loves new assignment, in the blink of an eye...

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no storyline can thrive to throw off loves balance, to purposely paint a picture to detour its countenance, the stroke of the pen changing in every moments release, unconditional love neverending in beauty with each piece, to place the heart back in its proper alignment, in the changing of each moment with loves new assignment, in the blink of an eye...

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no storyline can thrive to throw off loves balance, to purposely paint a picture to detour its countenance, the stroke of the pen changing in every moments release, unconditional love neverending in beauty with each piece, to place the heart back in its proper alignment, in the changing of each moment with loves new assignment, in the blink of an eye...

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