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Poems about rhyme
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I had a dream just the other night / before it was over it made me cry. / We were holding each other on an empty beach. / We were dancing so close we were cheek to cheek. / Then you told me you l
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To make the world a better place / what is it I would do? / The first that comes to mind / is do something nice for you. / Because if I could make you happy / that might make you smile. / Then the wor
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With my head on the pillow I lay and wait. / Sometimes she's early, / sometimes she's late. / My head gets heavy / I shut my eyes. / Then m
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A fight between a goose and duck / to see who'd have the better luck / Took place beneath / a pickup truck / / A loud slam echoed through the woods / But neither bird was hurt; / Instead the truck drove off the road / and left the duck i
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Why do you still affect me so / Why do I call when my weaknesses show / You have nothing to offer me / Never did never will / No words of c
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What happened to the world we knew? / When did we lose our way? / Or have my memories been eschewed? / Was it just yesterday? / Was not our
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1 / Stray cat yawns / Under a crown / As its taken / from my front lawn. / / 2 / Dum dum lollipops / Tastier than porkchops / Take them fr
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Ceiling so high / Walls so wide apart / Treading along this path / with a gasping heart / / Led by Trust / I follow through / dim-lit hall
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/ >A poem a day / keeps the boredom away. / That is what / I always say. / I pick up a pencil / and scribble away. / I write down in rhythm / what I want to convey. / When it is finished /
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As I rise and shine
the morning is fine
tis time to start splashing
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So long ago when I was nine, there was a place that chilled my spine. / A towering wooden ark stood beacon to my youthful scare. / For year
by Enoq
604 words, 13 comments,
on Nov 2 10:27 PM 2008. In Angst, Dark, Life, Nature, Rhyme, Friendship, Childrens, Family, Imagery
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A beautiful day dawns bright and clear / This wonderful miracle we should hold dear / Our hearts embrace this glorious sight / When our wor
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I sit in my corner all alonea great pine grows in my heart / This pine grows, each time I think of her, tearing me apart / Call her? No, fo
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I’m not a Poet / I can’t write a poem / it’s just too hard to do it. / If you don’t believe me / I’ll sit down and prove it. / I have
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I once knew a girl named Jill. / / I can picture her still. / / It was plain for all to see / /
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/ Leaves fly like brittle birds / Caught in a yellow wind, / Catching the breeze on fire, / Turning ocher, gold and red. / Gathering at the edges of side- walks, / Nesting in ruffled hair, / Leaves cackle beneath scuffling fe
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Forbid the young to read no farther. / This is a tale of some ones father. / If the faint of heart should still be reading- / Please just l
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The girls with white washed faces / Stagger through the lamp lit street / Into the seediest embraces of / Someone they’ll never meet. / Th
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I wake up next to you / With that feeling, so real; / That unbelieving sense / That it’s no sin to feel. /
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Weep for me no longer / for I have gone away. / Left my body lying / resting in a grave. / I no longer need it / my spirit was set free. / There simply is no reason / for you to cry for me. / Cry for times we will not share / if you feel
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/ >I would come, and leaving regrets alone, /
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There’s a little girl / With spiders in her hair, / With grimy, yellow teeth / And a sullen sorry stare. / / There’s a little girl / With
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/ The years no doubt, my friend, have changed me less / Than those moments with you which nurtured my mind; / And so right now I feel I must confess / To unformulated thoughts now refined, / Distinguished and concentrated on you. / / You f
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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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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 h
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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
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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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