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Sad Tyburn Poems

These Sad Tyburn poems are examples of Tyburn poems about Sad. These are the best examples of Tyburn Sad poems written by international poets.


Premium Member Garden - Ty
 
Growing,
blowing,
flowing,
slowing,
garden is a growing, blowing dream;
but flowing, slowing to a sad gleam.

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August 6, 2019


Poetry/Tyburn/Garden
Copyright Protected, ID 19- 1171-326-02
All Rights Reserved.  Written under Pseudonym.

Written...

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Categories: flower, garden,



Premium Member Life Not Tasted
Aimless
Shameless
Nameless
Claimless
Downward, his life's path:  Aimless, shameless
A legacy lost:  Nameless, claimless...

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Categories: life, sad,

Premium Member Forlorn Raggedy Anne Doll
Loopy       
Lonely 
Goofy
Droopy
Raggedy Ann doll long forgotten
Dirty, discarded, alone, forlorn....

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Categories: sad,

Premium Member Illumination of the Gallows
ILLUMINATION OF THE GALLOWS
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gallows
hallows
haloes
shallows

Sallow-sad priest, hallows gallows, bleak.
Saints enshrined in haloes ~ shallows shriek.

1/22/2018...

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Categories: death,

Nothingness
All the stars in the sky, 
have fallen from above, 
And rained down upon my world, 
as broken pieces of love. 

Here a piece, there...

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Categories: love, heart, heart, love,



Sensational Tears
Wildly,
Fiercely,
Softly,
Slowly,
Like a wild and fierce storm you don’t seek
Tears roll soft and slowly down your cheeks....

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Categories: inspirational, sad,

I'M Going Nuts
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Categories: caregiving, confusion, education, faith,

Public Toilet
rusty 
dusty 
crusty 
musty
needs to be cleaned, rusty, crusty, eew, 
nasty farm smells, dusty, musty loo....

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© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: sad,

The Taunting Tree
Timing                        ...

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© John Beam  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: death, history, sad,

Stained
Reaching 
Grasping
Creeping 
Lasting
Stronger than the reaching grasping pain
Still it leaves a creeping lasting stain....

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Categories: angst, loss, sad,


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