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Poems about Rhyme
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Sitting here by myself / Drinking lots of voddy / Torchering my fragile mind / By obsessing about my body / / As I sit and converse with
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My heart is pounding fastly / Beating a hole rite through my chest / These feelings are so nasty / I can’t escape for any rest / / Everyth
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It always seems to be / / that something on TV / / or something that I read / / strikes a cord in me. / / Then as something on my / / "heart strings" is strumming / / my emotions begin humming. / / Sometimes I laugh /
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There was a young boy named David / whose parents were always quite livid. / Young David was very bold / he didn't do as he was told. / David had several bad habits. / If he wanted something he'd grab it. / He'd run, cry and shout. / He'd th
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she wants him so bad
but hes so far away
& in the end it doesnt matter
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I saw a spider on the wall / and watched as it began to crawl / towards a fly upon the wall. / I simply had to wonde
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Tell me of the things I ask. / / Tell me of your years gone past. / / Tell me of the things you've done. / / The work you did, how you had fun. / / Tell me of the games you played. / / Where you've gone, where you've stayed. /
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I need inspiration / something oh so fine. / A thought sent down from Heaven / that would be devine. / / I need inspiration / something to make you think. / A thought to melt your mind / because it is so deep. / / I need inspiration
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Under the bridge, alone with you / I knew exactly what I wanted to do. / Under the bridge, where no one could see / I was glad to have you
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as i sit and think of all my pain. a sudden thought pops out so plain. a simple tool is needed to help me suceed, a simple cut to make me bleed. simply enough i have no fear, / to help make me eventually dissapear. / / simple facts, simple acts, so
by screamochic17
74 words,
on Oct 4 7:44 PM. In Angst, Dark, Life, Personal, Rhyme, Weird, Perception, Anguish, Hate, Rage
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My son has a kitten named Sunshine / / He thinks bedtime is playtime. / / He'll run and he'll jump / / with a very loud thump. / / He p
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Ah what fun, to lie in the sun; / with nothing to do,except think or you. / How nice it is, warm and carefree; / I only wish you were here
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Although the sun was shining bright / / the air was cold with winters might. / / While I was freezing I felt no fright / / for I beheld a beautiful sight. / / A thick blanket of snow covered the ground / / woodland creatures were
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I met an old man in the park one day / / when I sat down beside him, he said to go play. / / At first I thought that he was real mad / / then I decided he was just sad. / / I pretended to fart and that made him smile / / we both h
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You don't have to tell me that you love me / / You don't have to hold me your arms / / No, you don't have to kiss me, O' so softly / / No, you don't have to tell me that you love me / / You don't ev!en have to tell me that you care
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Oh have you heard of Hon Printai, / The land of beasts and lore? / If never told this story bold, / Then you I shall not bore. / / (I) / I
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Yes my friend I am a poet / a man of forty three / Written poems most my life / with a pencil on some paper / both harvest from a tree. /
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I've written a variety of poems / one that even included an omen. / I've written poems that were happy. / I've written poems that were snappy. / I've written poems that were sad. / I've had a few I thought were bad. / I've written poems about
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September was a somber month, / It lingered in the past. / Still hung the constant memory, / like a haunting ever last. / We braved the try
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I'd place you on a pedestal / if only you were mine. / / I'd place you on a pedestal / and treat you oh so fine. / / I'd place you on a p
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When someone walks beside you, sharing in your path. / You both try to protect each other from its frequent wrath. / But if you walk togeth
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Readin' / Writin' / POETRY / Hooks me / like a drug. / / I just want / a little bit
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Sometimes I write my poems / 'cause there's something I must say. / Sometimes I write my poems / to pass the time away. / Sometimes I'll write a poem / 'bout something I have seen. / Sometimes I'll write a poem / 'bout a really
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Simon says, "Just stand up." / Simon says, "Act like a nut." / Simon says, "Just sit down." / Simon says, "Act like a clown." / Simon says
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I know it's not perfect but it's a cute little poem with an X title for my Poetry Garden.
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I was watching a bird up in a tree. / I'm sure that he was watching me. / I was sunning in the bright sunlight / thinking that he might take flight. / I let out a loud tomcat cry / thinking that might make him fly. / Sure enough I was right
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When he was a baby, / he'd just start to cry. / Wasn't nothing wrong with him. / He's mad's the reason why! / / When he was a toddler, / h
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Two sisters once were born: / / Grotwurt was a foul looking girl, / Born with no airs or graces, / Whose breath could stun a buffalo / At near three hundred paces; / Her nose was full of bogies, / Her teeth were cracked and brown, / Her h
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Boy grew from a mothball / In the closet of the house / Of Mrs Pevensie the widow. / / Boy grew to be an oddball / And moved under the hou
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