Underfed Poems - Poems about Underfed

... I've been served lots of unappetizing things that simply did not please my palette. Being force fed with bitter or insincere words is unappealing presented as a crisp green salad. I would......

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...wilting in the setting sun dissolving deflating undernourished underfed neglected rejected unknown a mystery if any degree of pampering can bring me back to life Posted on October 13, 2......

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...I hate this world I'm living in I hate it to the core I hate this world I'm living in Can't take it anymore The hate that sparks a genocide Does anybody care? The theft, the lies, the cover u......

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...Moms wondering when her son will come home She don’t realize he now belong to the road Chose his own destiny, a hustler’s life Married the game, she’s a demanding young wife He’s lost sight Thro......

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...She wants freedom to touch her She wants symbols to wear Sailors at dawn Bear no response As if they’re not there She repairs to the ceiling As the walls tumble down Underfed, under bed B......

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...A friend— not a good one, but a close one; one that I couldn’t let go If I could see you now, I don’t know what I would say… there were always things I didn’t know but I loved you most. ......

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...i pray for better days damona prays for another bone i pray for damona's health and well being damona prays for the safety of our next home i pray for the strength of our underfed bodies to remai......

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... Sit still, XXri Brook Dimples, smile, light Too much for the heavy flight Of a daydream, happening Across from my mother’s anxious look Is my reason in a book? Maybe another book Bu......

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...I am sitting in the sun watching destiny on the run the cars are circling around the bend and you can tell that the show is coming to an end. The fire has gone out of the people and reality is ......

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...Welcome back my weary friends I promise you this story ends But not before your time flies through A tale with a horse or two... On streets of cobblestone and gray Where beggars sleep and orph......

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...The ocean now looks the rain in the eye Swelling with ego and pride Humming and Hissing flows with the tide Wrestling the ships and the boats And laying claim to some of our lands. Even Adagun a......

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...Hankering hordes of hungry hovering hawks haunt hoodoos in Utah. Underfed California condors cruise canyon cataracts for corpses. Nesting, starving swallows swiftly search for slime and straw in S......

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...“From now on, I’ll be good, Mom,” my son said. This came after not too few tears for him I'd shed. It used to be once he got out of bed, my boy would get in trouble! He was led by some strange dr......

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...I am reading my Resilience Systems Manual, avidly, like an underfed developer hoping to strike gold while laying healthy habitat foundations. Today I see Community Resilience mention Tipping ......

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...This prose, a shipwreck... Barnacled and long forgot at the bottom of a lonely sea. This song, a rusted railcar... alone 'n fallen down a ......

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