Successive Poems - Poems about Successive

... “The Scorpion’s Touch” Under glass the sound cuts out sharp just like under water and we run out of breath like insects running around frantically out of time we are ......

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...From the daggers of pain of the failures and miseries in life,the horrors of nightmares of constant defeats like a wounded spartan soldier surrounded by a wide Persian army in the battlefield with t......

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...It’s a sound that can’t be spelt A sound not uttered by the svelte A sound like when your grandpa knelt It’s worse with every year you’re dealt A sound made rising from a chair When pulling u......

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...The autumn that had remained monotonous- For many decades, Now tears and takes pieces of hearts, Along with its old leaves, flowers, Leaving a nostalgic scent behind. Every preceding ......

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...I was a planetary climatologist, who studied climate variability and change, Like sweet variability of stunning, green tulips, in lavish garden rearranged. Studying the said effects on the biosph......

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...Revolution is a long word that no one should use lightly A revolution does not take place too often or daily In 1804, Haiti, formerly the Pearl of the Antilles Had a major revolution, which was a ......

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...I was a fashionable interior decorator, beautifying comfortable, loved homes; And selecting wall paints, fabrics and furniture, like the sparkle of gemstones. I worked closely with eager owners, ......

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...Under the seamless sapphire dome overturned, sprinkling the sparkle of my resplendent sky, my mind morphs momentarily into an ornate expanse of a blooming garden. I feel it sculpted o......

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...vital breath of consciousness pulsates affirming presence in this realm of space time manifest as life bubbles in a narrow spectrum inducing by movements a state of hypnotic stupor a......

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...It's a diamond of time when I am with her. The feeling of completeness fills my soul like a cup filled with elixir of life to the brim, as I try to prevent every drop from overflowing. My ey......

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...Damian watched her with a Small smile spreading across His face. She stood on the bed in front of Him. Complex crucible Calculations collected volcanic Explosive combustions. That was all ......

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...But breakfast’s subject beckons: the booster affair effect in Tumblr- land? The digital map surveillance co-sponsor the soccer mom sauce minivan project, relay & speech to cell battery fiasco.......

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...Milton was a person you couldn't help but like. Almost every time I wrote a Triolet He'd stop by and visit and once said, "You know how I love the triolets!" A gentle soul, shared gentle words......

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...I was a renowned, NASA scientist, with my face always turned to blue stars, As eyes are ever drawn to a flaming sunset, as to colorful, outdoor bazaars. And stargazing brought big excitement, and......

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...angels sweeping out flakes lackadaisically successive shift: fast and furious angels on break storehouse still to be emptied funniest sight? a full-size snowman drops from the clouds ......

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