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Sybaritic Poems - Poems about Sybaritic


A Sybaritic Soldier
Black and Smoke , Black and Smoke I opened my eyes Rigid land , full of Red I saw my comrades dead. Severe injuries , without a pinch of pain Strolled in the barren-garden of limbs and vain. A thought of higher ups came to my mind , Even before the folks of mine. I thought to myself “Even a stranger would...

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Categories: sybaritic, dark, death of a
Form: Rhyme
Simians Seek Sybaritic Satiation
tens of thousands years ago (a figurative out in left field ball park figure) *****Sapiens (or the forebears of said species), deliberately sought sensate satisfaction with deliberate zeal shucking clothes (perhaps just an animal pelt...

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Categories: sybaritic, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse



Sybaritic Character Take the Stage
Sybaritic Character Take the Stage The sensual sybaritic character of a man or a woman with a scarred heart, is something that we can say will grow over time and is never visible from the start. Upon finding that person that makes you smile when they call, sad when they fall, and make you want to conquer the...

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Categories: sybaritic, sensual, surreal, wisdom,
Form: Rhyme
Sybaritic Character Take the Stage
Sybaritic Character Take the Stage The sensual sybaritic character of a man or a woman with a scarred heart, is something that we can say will grow over time and is never visible from the start. Upon finding that person that makes you smile when they call, sad when they fall, and make you want to conquer the...

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Categories: sybaritic, love, sensual,
Form: Rhyme
Sybaritic
Socializing, all day, until the cockcrow appears Yesterday, today, and tomorrow, with his peers Brilliant suits, perfect look, for the lovely dears A busy body…......here and there, lots of cheers Rich in emotion, poor in action, everyone hears Interesting life….....champagne, wine and beers Tick tock tick tock, says the clock, lo......., it gears It’s first to arrive, late to leave, some disappears Chitchat….chitchat….the...

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Categories: sybaritic, life, on work and
Form: Acrostic




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