This is the blues.
This poem is about moving out of a childhood house
*** I've been trying to make a French omelet. I've failed miserably at fatherhood. Neediness is a curse with no cure, an empty shovelful dumped into a neverending hole in your soul that leaves yo...
*** Sitting there in a straight-backed kitchen chair, death doesn't appear that formidable, sipping tea that immediately splashes to the floor through the hole in his skeletal chin, legs and arms...
Ottava Rima poem
The process of a solar eclipse
The delicious world of food
The job and importance of superheroes
Oh bender Go bender Wants the win Soccer team Hear them scream Final play Kick the ball The stands yell When they beat
I wrote this poem about how my family sees me
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For a man is rich in proportion to the number of things which he can afford to let alone - Thoreau
A Trimeric poem written for Mr. Bender's class that's about low self esteem.
You have money,ย but for me without work i cant feed my tummy....ย so please take care of yourself, too much sex is poison too and dont exploit your harmones to excite with energy tablets..ย jus...
Life is not smooth, but tangle Which makes my music jangle. I weave fantasies with my dreams Fertile mind thus complements my whims
It's a composition about a man who left his wife, went abroad, and marry another woman.
Due to of our over concerned and care to others, it is becoming exploitation to our time,ย will there be our time..ย I am in middle age though cursed/crushed to be at the edge of death, why that ...
The deity of hypnosis challenges a prince working with eco-treasures 'consciousness' in his mod-age of inventive bureaucracy-breadfruit.
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I'm bigger, badder, and better than you ever will be
Is fortune/insurance an Earth-street(s) consciousness for all simplified 'doughnuts' of eco-dancing (for the United Kingdom)?
Voyager I had mysteriously cut communication from deep space some 5 months ago.NASA had spent time trying to find what was the problem with the very distant craftthat was launched in 1977 and has...
Through the coils of airport security That remind me of the ancient glyph, The sacred labyrinth, We tread the track with humanity in its Full awe-spectral splendor, Multipulchritudinous in Every ...
her unanswered Question ...in 12 lines
This is a beautiful love poem.
I have always hated my self Who needs this computer that ignores reality Now it might be possible I have met a stronger self That reminds me of this sick Creep Unruly in its ways
The development of the universe explored by humans has reached a confluence according to scientists utilizing several computer models at Northeastern University.They have a premise after the said...
This is a love poem.
It's an intriguing poem of love and blues.
โWe're never going to figure this out,โย Lucille said, dejected.ย โNot only don't I know most of the words' equivalents, but I don't understand their meaning, either. Even the short sentenc...
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Many men go fishing all their lives without knowing it is not fish they are after. - Thoreau
A friend that I seek in the night. When I can't sleep tight. And my heart is sore, deep within the core. Rivers of tears flow. When the pain won't go. I bury my face in you, when I cry. There's n...
Hands that expertly pulled my head. Pain that I could not endure. And so I cried, a cry that would cause sleepless nights. I saw faceless figures that I could not recognise. As my fragile and del...
When I come to pass with the reality. And the events that shaped my personality. I was broken beyond repair. With an internal war I should prepare. With eyes that just stare. As if I was not ther...
Reflections on life and death Dragged out the latent poetess in me But why I became reticent When it came to life? Life itself is a beautiful poem To be read, written or learned by heart Dependin...
Perhaps itโs to exercise jaws But a naughty porcupine gnaws On handles of wood, So salty and good, But theyโd prefer popcorn to saws.
Where corruption is the norm, funds for basic human right like safe roads line the pockets of those in power, who take no responsibility for the heinous crime of devaluing life.
A prince/princess seek (American Homeland) comfort-lines for everyday-life in the post-9/11 era of (New England) diamonds and buckets.
Cross-purposes! ...in 12 lines
The poet is a man who lives at last by watching his moods. An old poet comes at last to watch his moods as narrowly as a cat does a mouse. - Thoreau
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Crush me... you already did it
Are you still angry on me because i dont wear sleeveless,ย Arent these cute sleeves for my dress??ย I could wear if you still insists infront of everyone....ย