Sympathized Poems - Poems about Sympathized

...Two hallowed heads strived for a legal edge, Heard the case—but the horse still trailed the cart, Took time to ponder— head over the heart, Spirit of law bowed still to letters' rage. Sympa......

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...Miss Muffet was a girl of thirteen, filled with youth's beauty and charm; And a love of vibrant life zealous, like eager, vivid thunder of blue alarm. She was a fine student, pert and pop......

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...Jack Allen was a serious, shy schoolboy, who worked hard at school lessons; Like mottled skies working hard each day, to convey many color obsessions. Jack was a little small for his age,......

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... Pain Written: by Miracle Man 7/3/2023 I’ve been personally acquainted with all sorts of pain, but through each installment Jesus was my crutch. My feelings were real not something I ......

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...Having a traumatic history isn't always bad While you're living it, yes, your agony blinds all the optimism It closes every gate to keep the buoyancy at bay The worst feeling is to find yourself......

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...We’ve all got holes, busted soles On the mend or waiting for the end I’ve been burned, slowly churned Played like a ballad, tossed like a salad Too many times I looked for rhymes W......

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...yes always, the water not for fish, snake, frog......aquatic animals always, the rain not for the ground, trees, leaves, mountains always, the sunlight not for human of icy lands always......

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...(Here comes a husband, a leader, preparing for the war for his people`s right. A wife, making sure of everything to be perfect before leave and the angry troops who are ready to die after their devi......

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...To me banana leaf is not cheap life providing lien It serves me with certain safety like heavenly dish of earth Dark venom fallen down in its safety embryo of oxygen Venomous snake spreading burni......

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... Leaving work for home, my job stress still fizzled. The long drive included bratty rain drizzle and windshield blades needing my constant fiddle. My stress spittled as rush hour drizzle-triple......

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...I. Myron Baker wasn’t much of a man for gunplay, whiskey, or ladies of the night. He'd made his move out the western way for space to live his life just as he liked. He’d gotten himself a good......

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...A piece of me has been torn apart All of you have broken my heart The tears are still coming and going And I can still feel my heart burning I know that this was coming But I pretended and kept ......

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...I hesitated Sorry I brought up the subject I choke up But he insisted So I blurted it out In the end I bared it all He listened He said he understood And sympathized I didn’t buy it but It ......

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...Deep inside i cried and i cried wanted to scream but my voice had died You used me, you had your fun i knew it but i had no where to run I was scared, I was helpless, i was weak Y......

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...WE WERE NEIGHBOURS Though my memory fade and my sight become hazy I shall remember... None can forget the rumble of the guns Neither the red skies that hovered over Kabale Nor the air thick wi......

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