Two Times Poems - Poems about Two Times

Wow! 100 days! Thunderstorms of injustice; Human rights are drowned:- ...

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You and me just once breakups are hard to handle two times will be rough...

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Sunday's my fun day Late to work Monday Tuesday's a food day Pay the price Wednesday Thursday's for shopping On Friday, no stopping Saturday, I rest ...

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Two times six is ten? This is an angry adult voice. I do not recognize it. The third grade class is silent. Most of their eyes are popped open. I smell fear as I enter the room. It is the teacher, and she is angry. Using a voice I have never heard. “TWO TIMES SIX IS TEN?” she repeats. I slide into a corner,...

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Sometimes, you have to leave to come back Sometimes, the line needs to go slack Sometimes, the loss is more to be gained Sometimes, the past—twice rearranged (Dreamsleep: February, 2020)...

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My mommy, this sweet old soul, told me this way back when Chew your food thirty-two times, to help with digestion Don't know if it's true How's about you Thought it baloney, till my bowels threatened insurrection...

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I could tell by the looks in their eyes, They had evil on their mind; Terrorists with more devilish thoughts, Nowhere else on earth could you find. Victims of their thoughtless deeds Lay scattered in their paths; Cries if mercy on their ears Are answered with just a laugh. Destruction; Torture; Hazardous waste; Are tools of their trade. Promises with the devil Seem to be the contract that...

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~ (~) Time bold presses on... . (~) ~ ~ (~) Bartering two times one time three times more; four times a sailor, given this I've given nothing, just about taken everything hope lost crying-dying perfection where is it, except dwelling transfixed, what is it that I carry now friend... ? (~) ~ ~ (~) Nothing for you,...

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flares of demise burn once, twice, thrice she seals her eyes, hiding behind those ideals and the lies that sensationalize a life less known, so delicately disguised. careening unarmed though such masquerades whirl. whirl. whirl. twirl-wind third time's a charm underpaid and so afraid inertia strikes, and then they surmise with their rhetorical advice silly, weak, flustered girl... dance like there's no tomorrow, for life is indeed a...

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Two times today With the phone in my hand I almost called you… I miss the sound of your tender voice As it echoes across the miles The way our voices seem to change As “hellos” turn into smiles When awkward silences fill the air And small talk tends to leave ‘Tis my heart that skips a beat As I listen to you breathe Imagining you...

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