Bleaching Poems - Poems about Bleaching

...Do you believe in aliens? I do. Not the type that are green with big black eyes and tentacles, But the ones that are just like you and me They sit imprisoned in classrooms And worry about blea......

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...Harsh is the time of your birth The bleaching sun, taking away all beauty of the earthly jade. But out of this parched season, You bring forth the passions of your ever living substance. Whispe......

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...they run around looking for patterns those blasted ants should be happy they even have bread to eat with their miserable tithes of palm tree leaves they lamentedly ......

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...Within the singing stillness of the sphere, I awaken from a breeze, Consciousness, a proud guardian in the temple of endlessness, The eternal fire in the hands of time, keeper of the ephemeral flam......

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..."I'm working on the Lento Form starts as a collage and not simplistically termed words, like my poem 'Ode to a Dove' that made Best Lento Form," ... by Poet. *Actual Poem used below, ......

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...the only time I clean is when I am angry because anger begets anger and cleaning always puts me into a brown funk I have been known to turn a room upside down and inside out dusting, strippin......

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...Black shadows fly in the bleaching air. Crows quoth their oaths. Bitter the day that arrives with no prayers to say. Those who walk beneath its sway shiver and ever wary of that croaking gra......

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...As seeing dark people praying to Jehovah to bless other races daily ,  love jumps , jumping happily , angels of God screaming " profound Love." Quote by poet. Dark and lovely in the eyes of......

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...Light skin, fair skin All clamoured for by Creams to the rescue Fading creams, toning creams All bleaching creams Women and men, old and young all clamouring for light skin. Looks enhancers......

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...I can feel it. It’s not quite tangible, Just out of reach, Yet nonetheless real. Like a sixth sense on my sixth sense. The anticipation hangs in the air, The thick, jelly like, immovable a......

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...Fake transformation, You can Always laugh when you keep seeing  some people  Who take loans To transform themselves. Imagine taking Loans to buy Hair waves, Bleaching stuffs, Eyela......

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...Today, the weather is warm. I go out into the autumn sun to give my thoughts some air. They fly out of their cage and lift as if in search of meaning, trailing their long sighs like kite tails......

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...“The Winter Tree’. The winter trees are dreaming, of violent summer storms, wind, thunder, and lightning. Of wild horses running in the rain, under a harvest moon, chasing night rainbows.......

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...I’m looking forward to letting my bare feet sink in silt the waves weighing me down salt sea leaving me breathless I’m looking forward to the sun bleaching my hair heating my a......

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...Snow is white He was born in a rather narrow-minded town that had strict rules for acceptable behaviour, no bars, no restaurant serving alcohol and no public display of affection. A Muslim schola......

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