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Calibers Poems - Poems about Calibers


Bullets Flying
...Bullets bullets flying, hitting there targets from afar Blood dripping from a bandage with looks of fear Tiny tiny pellets within, exploding going through helmets Snipers pinning down these hero's......

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Categories: calibers, war,
Form: Free verse
Ghana Is Sick
...We belong to ourselves on primary agenda, The voice of our homeland Ghana bitterly expresses her feelings over failing governments. Governments that come to serve our land with poisonous aroma. An......

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Categories: calibers, anger,
Form: Dramatic Verse



All These
...My fame worldwide My house palace - like My money spread about in banks My friends are high calibers My street named after me My city, I am the mayor My picture on adverts My cars are latest s......

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Categories: calibers, appreciation, beautiful, best friend,
Form: Narrative
Caliber
...CALIBER The mental quality of spirits is unveiled. Anne saw them in imagery. They were in small shapes as a displayed mural. A bust of lives demised with estate being conveyed as an inhabitant or th......

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Categories: calibers, character, courage, education, emotions,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Broken Star Streets
...Slamming the night like 90 proof drinks, stilettos click along broken star streets. Spinning like wolverines in a badass heat swallow the strobe lights-puke up the beat. Time cracks when black ......

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Categories: calibers, urban,
Form: Rhyme



A Drop of Rain Water
...Since the begining of days when my heart became an advocate of concrete paths, I have come to understand the joys that are unprecipitated fears and the fears that are purpose. For so long I have ......

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Categories: calibers, dedicationsound, sound,
Form: I do not know?
Today's Women
...Women! Today's women! Demand equality, Declining to hide calibers Behind the mask of orthodoxy now; They are crossing the boundaries Drawn irrationally: They're born to win. Women! ......

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Categories: calibers, mother,
Form: Rictameter

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