Tiara Poems - Poems about Tiara

The Tiara and the Crown You know, this might be my most honest one yet. I sit here in boxers… and I wonder: Do I join in? I know it looks fun— The manager yelling at balls outside the zone. And if I wanted to, I could audition. And what about the makeup? Comparison wears the crown. Or does the tiara wear the actress? Because...

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Rural outfitting here ruled by R. M Williams Echo of city savvy follows me, prim shoe ballet Heel spin separates me, hair tied with ribbon Your country bloke taste is easily swept away My crystal hard eyes feign spark hospitable Laughter on tap quenches your deflated ego I assert our stars have aligned, lie abominable Your heart honours my gravity,...

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In a tiara and wings Zigging Zagging Bounding with being I am a queen Doing that little dance That tells you Everywhere I've been Abloom Abuzz Bathing in The pollen of play Lapping up life Nectaring Dripping Coiling to spring You wouldn't know it By looking at me But I can fly! And then comes the sting 9/21/2019...

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Midday sometimes in class instead of learning algebra While she should be calculating and figuring a formula Her mind wanders aboard a moonlit gondola Serenaded by a musician and his viola She follows the enticing aroma of hot lasagna Zigs instead of zags, could be seen as a faux-pas She glides around a peninsula soon in terra incognita Traversing a nebula not...

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I’m going through pages by pages; Trying to see whether you have any acquaintances Oh, look what I found A mystery looking pronoun The word I’m trying to forget Though it might be a threat To my mind and to my soul Whether in or out of my sole A girl with a beautiful smile Simple but having the style I took courage to look...

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I had a lover who played quite loyal, I treated her as if she was royal, but while my guard was down she slept around our town... I am now blood pudding at a mad boil. 04/22/2016 Limerick...

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Your Tiara 105 rhinestones glued into cheap elegance Trying to be more Silver plating, like your mind, chips Magical and awkward Worn to pressed dinner parties Invitations and assigned seating Little metal clips securing you your class So dangerous - Only a pin to hold you Publish4d: The Poetry Bus...

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Your Tiara 105 rhinestones glued into cheap elegance Trying to be more Silver plating, like your mind, chips Magical and awkward Worn to pressed dinner parties Invitations and assigned seating Little metal clips securing you your class So dangerous - Only a pin to hold you Published: Poetry Bus...

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With trembling hands I tore into my gift My heart a flutter at what I would find Out of the box, tiara I did lift Sent with love from subjects, loyal kind And nestled there, what else did I espy? Bejeweled combs to place in raven hair My eyes filled up with sparkling tears of joy From sweet and loving words so...

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This picture I pick is not her own, It could be for a bimbo or a night trig. This picture with me is not her own, It could be for a sissy or a bleaching wig. This picture I hold is not her own, It could be for a lousy or a neglected lass. This picture with me is not...

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There are many vices That have disgraced the tiara, And many crimes That secured its plethora. Man has conveniently forgotten What took place in the past. Doesn’t the world know— All this pomp will not last? Three and one half years Have been appointed for its reign, Then our precious Lord Will come back again. To save His children Who have not bowed down To the tiara of man Or...

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