Thrusts Poems - Poems about Thrusts

... In a sliver of a crack in the sidewalk up thrusts a hearty dandelion it asks for no quarter nor gives a hoot about equality o......

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... I run with the wind, past a couple of windsocks. I see they sometimes droop, sometimes stretched full, indicating the speed of the wind that thrusts forward my body, helping the tired legs......

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...Ah, words, the lunacy of language The cackling currency of the confused Squandered in vain attempt at conversation Words, the spit balls and snow balls of youth Sharpened to become the epees of......

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...On the stage, the pre-teen girls Displayed their hip hop moves, As sequins sparkled while the dancers Got into their grooves. Though just a dress rehearsal, Make-up gleamed on lips and eyes A......

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...The rains are here, relentless as ever The grass blade is excited like never The season of hibernation is over Swirling in water, as a duck dumpling in sauce The blade of grass has come home ......

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...A healing touch of dark and light has secretly possessed my dreams. Unseen, she penetrates the night and dominates subconscious themes. She gently wraps my wounds with grace and mends my ......

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... Life mirrors the ocean's flow, skimming, turning, burning, and then churning below it thrusts and bursts forth impatiently, then spreads, searching and reaching for the unknown, bef......

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...There is a monster inside me, with sharp teeth and claws, Gnawing at the walls of my skull, scratching deeply down my mute throat, It thrusts its hands deep between my ribs, searching for nonexiste......

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...Don is the ultimate user His deals seal you as a loser When Trump holds the cards The lives now in shards Bear witness he’s an abuser The Don has a trick to reveal He’ll di......

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...In the hollow stillness of night, Whispers of your laughter linger near, Each echo pierces the weary soul, A dagger thrusts within my chest, A wound that bleeds an endless ache, The wo......

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...another one bites the dust not love just actions paired with lust knowing he is someone i can't fully trust though i loved his thrusts but i was made for more a lover who loves to pour no onl......

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...Located where the mountains and the sky collide, The great pagoda floats amid the sea of clouds, With a luxuriant garden stretching far and wide, And solemn sculptures monitoring the sacred ......

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...I see a man visiting the graveyard every morning, with a bouquet in his delicate hands—lilies and tulips. He presents them to his wife, a soul lively among the flowers of paradise. He remember......

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... Scorching Sun in severe Summer brought draught with arid field. Rainy season followed, when cracked soil about to cry. Roaring storm and floating clouds rushed and ......

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...The smell of charcoal lingers from your soiled, tired body. A respirator forces your breath In rhythmic thrusts, off the once sterile sheets, now saturated with pools of hot sweat. Minutes, h......

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