Well Disposed Poems - Poems about Well Disposed

... Nebulous Horizon In the earthly journey of human life Each and every soul at some point of ......

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...Dog throw up is easily disposed of If you have another dog Buddy threw up a minute ago Beau could hardly wait to clean it up......

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...The gorse withers on the ground The Sun is autumnally thin Silence hithes in blue Those roughshod days are scattered with the leaves Schemes are forgotten Feelings disposed Into the cham......

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...Blood leaking from my nose, A probable prologue to my death. And it blows. The lows, Lately I’ve been peaking at my lows. A dishonourable rest forever forebodes. My heart keeps faking poun......

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...My mind is calm. My senses are composed. To all kinds of responses, I'm disposed. Why, my soul, that flew like a boomerang Gets stuck within vines that, like coiled snakes, hang Is my soul glad......

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...A leprechaun, to me, proposed, at my service, to be disposed. He'd one more thing to say as he jetted away. I must catch him first, he disclosed.......

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...Is the distinction between science and philosophy nothing but illusion Affirming what it wouldst certainly and firmly most deny Proponents of formulaic truth require a defense against critiq......

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...Happy birthday to me. I shall have a wonderful day, today and always. It is a significant day in my life. the Western and Lunar Calendar both coincided. As the day I was welcome to this world. A......

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...Eat your heart out I know you see how I beam when I am in love; You could have worn me like a glove, or had the sweetest taste of me; Your feelings always absentee, what feeds my soul was disp......

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...He’s together now, they say, turned out, free to walk the street; adult child turned out to play amid grey walls of concrete streets strewn with disposed joys, the stench of human fluids. Boz......

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...Ernest working, ethical man..David Bellamy!! not at all overstated And grand, a speech impediment, did not hold him back A lecturer at Durham, he taught many to track. The plants And blossoms; tha......

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... The marooned mind gets confused by the maddening ways things happen, lies hidden somewhere in the depth of perception, maybe in the undefined gene of reason, forming the motif of indoctrinat......

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...In the warm embrace of summer lovely, when my one tiny heart is frostbitten beyond fire; When my memory vanishes, with not a trace left to recall and cry over; When my body no longer promises......

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...The gorse withers on the ground The Sun is autumnally thin Silence ties in blue Those roughshod days are scattered with the leaves Schemes are forgotten Feelings disposed Into the chamber of......

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... Am l now simply forgotten Just like that No longer needed or required Disposed of , though still intact So many years and time given At a drop of a hat Am l now simply forgott......

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