Suit Poems - Poems about Suit

I wear my suit while my house burns I wear my suit while my wife dies I wear my suit when my son’s body arrives And I wear my suit for you Donald Trump I wear my suit while...Read the rest...

An assemblage was held among fruit to decide the best color of suit. Apples and strawberries said, "The best color must be red". A banana said, "yellow is cute"....Read the rest...

Jump suit in public Such clothes, a woman's secret, Dream, zest disappear....Read the rest...

press conference cacophony of voices please, please ~ call on me ...Read the rest...

Fraid of losing you Til I realized you Weren't mine in the First place Looking out for myself Saw that crooked smile On yo face Whatez unbelivible to me Is that you kinda like seeing Me suffering Suffer ye yourself Think I had e'nuff...Read the rest...

Fraid of losing you Til I realized you Weren't mine in the First place Looking out for myself Saw that crooked smile On yo face Whatez unbelivible to me Is that you kinda like seeing Me suffering Suffer ye yourself Think I had e'nuff...Read the rest...

In my heart it sees presently My eyes beat silently; My brain energy; My soul cries, laugh ps and sighs I mutter by Vessel encased in a glass suit 5.28/24 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2024...Read the rest...

If there was a suit A suit of sensors Aware of your actions Following your mind, your movements A jeopardy suit That killed you with a lethal injection When an imaginary galleon hit you with cannon fire Or you clipped a stealth...Read the rest...

Trapped in my space suit Tied down to the launching pad Terrorized by the rocket Paralyzed to the surface The cold surface of my skin Basks in the judgmental sun Strapped in my race boot A dyed gown around my chest A hard...Read the rest...

creativity is my strongest suit I have many talents, this is my all-time favorite of them all I am a cartoonist, a painter, a poet, an author creativity has aided me in every endeavor I’m led by this character trait every...Read the rest...

He’s a Sunday Morning Christian Sitting prominently in his pew, On the other six days of the week He exploits folk like me and you. From his position of privilege, Where he’s never known any need, He accuses the...Read the rest...

I'm not a rock I'm not a stone; my ancestors were made of soil I am from, above not beneath life force birth energy from heaven a seed Planted in between Heavenly Glory Father's Elohim...Read the rest...

when he wore his suit always looked awfully cute which would cost much loot...Read the rest...

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Within the pirate’s hardened heart an amulet does hang of finest silver, wood and stone cross-like in brittle strands an ornament to serve what cause when he is all alone perhaps to simply rest right there reminder of his home. Within the...Read the rest...