Unsorted Poems - Poems about Unsorted

...Be there the bight of a November drain turned off tattered ruffles blotted feign a ledged I removed and tender earlobes waif yonder spectral possession probe......

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...Once a wish, always a pipe dream You would’ve known what it was if it came true Let’s swap journals and see what we find Show me the life you think you’re living And I’ll show you mine Your ......

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...There are folk, in church or non-church family Abounding in warmth; "Hi folks!" with charm Least expected ... On the couch, deep memory: Kind misdeeds, intent ignored: ......

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...IN GOD'S WILL NOT THINE OWN OR, OTHERS TO FOLLOW BECAUSE OF BEING ALONE. A LONG ROAD AHEAD A PRICE MIGHT PAY LATER ON IN LIFE IT MIGHT COME BACK SOMEDAY. GOD'S PLAN FOR ONE'S LIFE IS THE......

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...Fall back into lucidity, A surrounding Where there is no such thing as clarity. The power that is confounding. Your world is confused and distorted, Nothing in order, All is unsorted. The ......

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...You can't tell a conservationist by the colour of their skin, You can't tell a conservationist by the hat they wear, You can't tell a conservationist by what comes out of their mouth, You can't te......

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...The lumps of flesh and bones lie nestled in the rotting leaves littering the forest floor. How long it has lain there seasoned by the rain as worms work through the tattered tissue. She approac......

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...In my man cave, is a closet Which would spawn horrible critiques Totes full of old computer parts Some of which my be antiques Various plumbing parts abound But Lord knows I'm not a plumber G......

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...Let bygones be bygones though bygones bite on Blessed to have had good times it’s life it went wrong though it hurts good memories to the end they’ll always be my friends and never enemies mea......

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...It's sad to say but we're pathetic today; cuz we're childishly crying at the crib We're screaming, and shouting and drooling at the mouth. I swear we all need bibs. Tear stained faces contort......

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...~~~ {There's a crowd, there's a crowd, there's a crowd of loneliness} ~~~ Here I sit surrounded by party people bizz, buzzing gleefully. But I'm in the pits down in my zone, So I can only see......

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...Broken pieces intermingled scatteredshatters unsorted reassembled a mosaic of madness blending scars and flaws into the beauty of a shared life. John G. Lawless ©3/10/2019......

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...Nothing is new the robin on the branch or ice on pines Each rain sparkled petal folding on its eye to sleep When night with one stroke erases light Years of clutter unsorted in the mind Ending or......

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...by Mark Miller 08/20/2017 Alone, longing for belonging other than the countenance presence of the daily shape-shift vagabond Who seems morbidly obsessed in search of his past missing remembrance.......

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...1. God, how I hate (when I can't go to sleep), HATE the feeling sleep never will come. In moments like this, I wonder if my death Might be a lover with real potential, Though the possibility of ......

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