Traffic Signal Poems - Poems about Traffic Signal

... The thoughts are risen: But nobody to listen; Hot breaths from lungs continually waltzed over skin. Everyday my sleepless heart cries alike the pouring rain. I wish t......

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...In NYC where cardboard boxes and bums come from In the comfort of his brown paper home The smelly old man sleeps on a concrete ground of cold Snores alone like a train in heat Unaware of his left......

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...Stop and read 2x2 ft sheet of metal with red with white letters Stop who said claims William Eno New York businessman or be it Harold Harry Jackson working in the Detroit busy Street intersection ......

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...when beggars no longer knock on the window of our car at the traffic signal they’ve judged our apathy whilst we dwell in our comfort zone oblivious to our demeanour reflected in......

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...Crayons of a rainbow consists of spectrums of many unique colors of a rainbow also in human forms ever hanging similar as a traffic signal or a mounted clock upon a wall vastly changing as the season......

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...It Has Always Been Like This It has always been like this, since the very first slap. We will go north this morning, then go south in the evening, Then we will step this way, and then that way, ......

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...Amidst the heavy crowd, I was the only one who could discern clearly the adorned God; I did see the people bowed and looked small before me and God while I was sitting on the arms of my Dad. ......

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...Craziest Time in Amphan Forecast of cyclone Amphan alarmed us. Doors-windows all closed oblivious. Yet could not apprehend severity ending in......

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... Exactly five years ago I lived in a city that I named as the city of my struggles quite an imposing brand you would say but I found it appropriate in my mid-twenties. I crawled against my i......

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..."I wish there could have been a 'traffic signal' just to notify us .. the possibilities of when to start,.. pause ,..or resume.. with the ......

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...A soul in flight soars above the grimy midnight mist only to be swallowed by audacious moonlight droplets. Heart, mind and artery skip seamlessly across a canvass wet and damp, soaking up the wild......

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...The traffic signal just turned red. Slow down and stop my wife now said. I don’t want to end this day dead. Not to worry! There’s three more I can see ahead. We can’t hurry.......

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...And the cemetery was thunderstruck, so was I. Cold, gray, March evening— winds pushing the clouds spewing slanting icy rain, with a low angry murmur. From the traffic signal I saw yo......

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...Poet: Ken Jordan Poem: Black Inventors Edited by: Sparkle Jordan written: August/2013 Black  Inventors are  the forgotten, There's  no mention of them in  America's history  books -......

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...Enthusiasm is a sharp blade in our toolbox of genuine stories. The box embroidered with desire and filled with emotions you learned before thinking to raise your right hand and give your answer an h......

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