Type Poems - Poems about Type

Life can be relentless and unforgiving, stumbling at times crumbling under the pressure of trying to be normal, learning from the obstacles that we must jump over with precise patience. I’ve discovered you must be careful on who you choose to share your life with, the forever witness to your good, bad and all that lays...

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Abecedarian types of friends An acquaintance. Some one says "Hello" and nothing else to follow. Best friend. Someone who brings out the best in you and always be with you. Caring friend. Someone genuinely cares for you. Dotted friend. Someone you can spot out in a crowd. Energetic friend can do everything for you. Friend in need is a friend indeed....

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Blue fire's fleeting dance, O-type, a cosmic tear, brief supernova's glare. Rare blue stars ignite, then fade to shadowed dust, a whispered goodbye. LBV's enigma, twenty ghosts in velvet night, secrets softly held. Red dwarf embers glow, last light in the fading void, a universe's sigh. White dwarf's cold embrace, carbon heart, a dimming gleam, eternity's slow fade....

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According to Larry Hoover inmates are forced to type intimidating letters to fbi informants after my face was blown up with a car bomb the prison system began flying kites after all it was clear Ciro Gargano was very angry because I actually contacted the fbi his long ties with the 30 year drug operation...

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Was it Banting and Best, Collip and McLeod’s feat ? Whose efforts bore fruits, And ‘Insulin’ was discovered. Or was it the Compassionate Creator. Who really Sorted out the pancreatic mystery, And Granted man the sense, To perfect the pancreatic extract, That was injected to people with diabetes, Safely and successfully ! A new era dawned in the history of medicine. Many hopeless souls, Got...

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Qwerty makes us wonder: what about that uiop? And above we have one, two, three, and so forth and so on etcetera. A type of thought we are forced into. And, yes, a thought of type: that qwerty and that uiop! And one-to-zero looks from a higher place. As we know, zero is one below one - if you numerate, of course; yet...

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I’m jealous of successful individuals I’m afraid people talk behind my back and act like I’m the fool I’m envious of happy-go-lucky couples I need to feel joy towards them, but how when I’m this single guy, so uncool My type of jealousy is towards those who have it better than me My type of jealousy is towards those people...

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,,He has blue eyes thoughhhh, everyone has them" ,,Nah, they are light green" ,,Yes?" ,,Mhm" ,,But I think like he doesn't really like creative things." ,,He does" ,,no, he always says he doesn't" ,,he does. He just doesn't like it when you overview everything on effort when he doesn't give you any" ,,He doesn't give effort so?" ,,No, that's not what I mean." ,,But he...

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"The perils of a possible crash landing with a touch of humor to end it" ~~ The Poet ~~ " Burlesque is poetry that treats a serious subject, humorously, or is simply a trivial story." ~~ Poetry Soup Types of Poems ~~ ...

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She is way too symmetrical to play the violin. Her circles are even, there are no mistakes. She is not a flexible thinker. The arguments arrive on an hourly basis. In notes, texts and emails. Yet here she is, playing the violin flawlessly. Which means hundreds of people do not know everything....

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Have you ever seen a horsey grin They've got humongous amounts of teeth Their dentist bill must be atrocious It's almost beyond belief Whenever they get a toothache They feel it right down to their hoofs You can hear their screams over in China They just about hit the roof Really feel sorry for these equine types They're usually such amiable sorts They never...

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My type is the pretty boys Not the pretty as in they look good No the pretty as in they are an amazing person who everyone loves The type of person every little girl spends the night dreaming of My type is the boys with pretty eyes Eyes that sparkle and shine My type is the boys with pretty smile A smile...

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We poets, writers, misfits of the world like artist or mystics or troubadours use our gifts to give insight to others we offer more pulling back the covers. We did not fit in with most of our peers. When young we were often taunted to tears. We often were quiet, in our own zone. And most of the time you’d find...

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Have an always on friend Engage on the important stuff Realise 24/7 is now a need Be there, always I need you by my side Everything no-one else ever was ...

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My friend is known for a horsey type grin Along with his whinny, he can run like the wind Through fields of clover Don't mind his odour Just hold onto your schnoz and try not to wince...

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