Unfashionable Poems - Poems about Unfashionable

...TRIBUTES overt  the  implication & correlate with the   traditional  receptive to a  witnessed  desire  themes  at least in part  a reaction to be  explored  the intent  has......

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...EVALUATIONS out   of sight lapsed   into obscurity unfashionable    unremembered still noble belatedly repurposed so sensitive   &compelling thisss persuasive tension     present......

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...In the chests, in the drawers of antique furniture, treasures are always discovered, sentimental treasures... Ancient smiles and clothes unfashionable in photos of our grandparents... Childre......

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...Now is the summer of our troppo paradise Made sullen winter by this pretty virus; And all the sun that shone upon our house In the deep bosom of the ocean buried. Now are our brows bound with fun......

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...Practical common-sense, prudence prevails as- Our pivotal practice. The right lengths,no further, in all temperance prevails as- Our pivotal practice. With the guts to go on, fortitude pr......

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...Will this world be the same after we are dead? Will the bylanes and kerbs be replaced Dusty pathways by cleaner, wider roads And the poor, homeless ones to alien hordes Will the sun rise and se......

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...dawning dingy attire unfashionable skies rise across the horizon on the peaks of this mountain the hazy mist eerily rises beneath its dimness hues of mocked sunrise in autumn's fashion ......

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...About Twenty Two Score Years Ago... One “FAKE” rumor purports April Fools’ Day accepted with hostile abandonment according to Giggle ling search result conducted by this gent adopted when Fran......

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...Maybe it’s the manifestation of boredome to repeat habitually these idiosyncratic escapes from reality An addiction of self texting a selfie a pornographic predilection of voyeuristic intern......

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...Here I sit, on an examination table bored, swinging my feet to and fro waiting for a doctor who will be able to diagnose the reason why I feel low I study the body posters while I wait in ......

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...Here I stand in the gift of time The present, living in false evidence My existence breaths between rhyme Truth be told, facts I fold Shame in shold' are hope's hands holder Hideous hool......

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...Whispers in her corridor voices heard Shouts of praise maybe laughing gas She swings open her door to let the light shine in Gone our the days we used to frolic in the haze Stone walkways through......

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...Child , stand up Clothes deemed unfashionable by followers with no individuality Kinky locks not straight enough according to those with no self realization The stiffness in your tongue bearing ......

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...SOME PEOPLE… some people beg in the corners of the streets – cover themselves in rags of ex-clothes thickened by the streets’ slime dig in trash for spoiled foods and dirty empty bottles hud......

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...Who feeds birds because birds are hungry? Don't they have bread to eat because someone is lonely? Did pupils bring forth apples for teacher because pupils were friendly? Perhaps...... but di......

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