Whilst Poems - Poems about Whilst

Ring, In one short conversation: First lie- you paid for grandparent's funeral. No, it was already paid by them in advance thru someone else. Second lie-you know she didn't like father; no, I despised father. The father abused me, because he knew about the real father. Third lie-It was all about the poisoned chicken, innuendos and leading him...

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What if man’s made to run a race with deer, Or with Chita a sprint he were to face, That, man’s no match appears mighty clear, Beasts would beat with half of their highest pace. Take any seal, a whale, or a dolphin, And let an Olympic swimmer compete, E’en one with gold medal can’t hope to win, What ants...

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-For Hades, the crow We put you up high so the cats can't get you, But it is futile: you will die anyway. I know Death must come to all But he has been forced to your side too soon; And I know you are an omen of Death, But even you cannot escape it. I hope that when he sees you— Lying...

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Mid air in flight on eighth of November, fontanel cracked open and bliss poured in, a happenstance we’ll always remember, as magnetism began surging within. Over front and back, form split into two, metaphorically speaking of course and as rapture continued to renew, we looked on as the plane chartered its course. Although we’ve experienced this bliss before, this time around, penetration was deep and...

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The panic is just out of sight And so I'm not being nice Though I'm doing nice things I feel terrible that I want to run Maybe everyone who's ever soothed me Wanted to be somewhere else too I don't know, I don't know The world confuses me When I run out of emotion I'm an empty head, making sensible choices I am so tired...

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I lie supine, a thinker Inspired by the sky or a ceiling Damned by a glance or word Unsafe in thought - despite the ability to travel Eyes closed, rest will come But perhaps a quiver of regret Will connection be the death of me Safety in quiet except from self Placing trust in others floods me with joy Then fear overtakes, what have...

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Discard half the thoughts Then let the rest drift away Bye rumination...

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As I teeter, I push myself sometimes Stand on a different ledge Check my balance Today white knuckle rides I'd stopped going on them So I went on them You can check your own influence on a potential unpleasant situation It's interesting (apparently not poetic, I'll keep at it) My jaw was tensed, my neck jolted but I knew that I...

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Stop doing my head in Whilst I fix my head It's the title of my postage stamp sized book, that I'll post to you but it'll be stuck to the stamp and you won't see it I'll have posted it, so I'll forget my revelation Sometime in the future, I'll have another revelation - I'll write it in toothpaste...

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Draft I bought you a sun hat Taught you to make daisy chains in the sun A thing you'd taught me But the knowledge had gone You asked about my work As you didn't recall If the place that I worked at Was big or was small I got you a dandelion and burdock But the ringpull confused We made light of the moment Misunderstanding excused If we...

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I pray for your sake You Whilst out one night walking Strolling through a park At and under moonlight You find the one you are so dearly looking for And the love you so seek And I also hope it is raining outside as well Like in every romantic movie set And background lit with Christmas strings of multi colored fairy lights Twinkling like...

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I'm in a secret garden Happening upon a book called Lost Words My favourite spells within Are Dandelion and Lark I chatted to a dress designer The pictures in the book fill my brain As I now sit quietly Imagining dresses covered in Ravens The walls tell me of toadstools in pretty frames This sitting and waiting suits my mood *Waiting outside a children's party...

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Take a walk besides me Walk with me Never think or believe you deserve or should walk behind anyone Walk on Take every stride and step purposefully from deep within your soul down to your feet Exhaling with every next lasting gasp and breath All of your innermost woes that torture you inside So in future you can stride forward in and move...

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The air is so chock full and thick with irony It must be hard to draw a single breath inside Without choking on it and gasping for oxygen But then again at very least Both my beard and moustache have grown a little longer in the meanwhile But isn't that the point of irony after all It helps you rather not contemplate think...

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Another walking notes half poem What a very nice garden indeed Fresh top soil, new plants Containers pretty and disposable Weed suppressing decorative stone But see those with...

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