Unlisted Poems - Poems about Unlisted

...Counting Days In how many ways do I count the days Those passing golden days we said were ours, The warm bright days and the slow dulled days The eternal rhythm of passing ......

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...As Newton found an apple As Einstein used his mind In Leonardo's genius So art and science combined When Chaplin tugged at heartstrings Or Mandela called for peace A common theme unites them ......

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...Invested, unrested, the minutes appear shorter everyday Infected, unprotected not liking the games they play Rated, unmotivated everyone seems to know their part Hated, unrelated figured it......

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...She never called back.? I kept the faith, kept hoping.? In the end I stopped trying.? I went to a priest,? he had not heard anything either,? I guess cell phones? don’t reach God yet.......

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...A wise old lady said to me when birthdays came around "Lament thee not, a year gone by" I did not make a sound "They dare not ask me my birt......

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...Unto your loving counteanace are we not a pair to be forever enthralled unlisted by humanity altruistic apologetic always empathetic sometimes failed other time hailed our times of the here a......

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...Harsh words, And violent blows, Hidden secrets nobody Knows, Eyes are open, Hands are fisted. Deep inside I'm Warped And Twisted. So many tricks, And so many lies. Too many ......

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...Alas it seems my list has been curtailed as half my list has been unjustly jailed all those naughty bits challenging my wits I’ve tried and tried again yet always failed John G. Lawless ©8/......

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...Humanity - tormentor of my dreams I discovered the people diverse the scream Limitlessness - limitlessness - limitlessness! My ephemerality I could not awaken limitlessness Take th......

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...* the story of Antogo, was written in 1898, by a less famous author by the name of Altourgum or Aultourgium, the Novus, said to have been born to a female stripper in Sweden. He was the son of a d......

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...Maybe it is the rhyme the he make, Or the words that he play, Maybe it was the images that he draw, Either of those it touch my soul, The harmony that try to heal wounds, The words that he play ......

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...The dust of time elevate upon my every touch to dust away And writings revealing as promised are the words to say ‘He who listens will never be heard He who sees will never be seen A tongue utt......

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...Might she be Alkaiya, the Goddess’s Mistress of War? Is she still to be alive, from the thousand years before? She heard me as I drew closer and turns defensively ready to strike Yet she stood dum......

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...Harsh words & violent blows hidden secrets nobody knows. Eyes are open hands are fisted deep inside I'm warped & twisted. So many tricks & so many lies too many whens & too many whys. Nobody's......

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...How can Geoff Duke be Dead Going down to the bottom of Barregarrow Past the crossroads above the road dives down In my minds eye imagination drives me on Full throttle impetus now a projection......

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