Chased Poems - Poems about Chased

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In the realm where indigo flames are chased by the whims of wind, The horizons have learned to spare my soul the thread of pain. For the first time, of love I croon, a minstrel's virgin strain, From tempests of discord, I retreat, in tranquility's refrain. This inaugural chant of love, echoes pure without disdain, For I swear off the...

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“Chased by the Fire” the story bald faced is in front of us all around the world, brutal bridges are being burned we watch with disbelief, some of us seem to remember familiar passages written, though our experiences are quite unfamiliar real time we escape into our fragile dreams, hallucinating through perfumed smoke screens we are comfortably uncomfortable ringing the bells of our...

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It seems no matter the topic Love's always periscopic pushing its little pink nose into a heart purring its way onto the surface like sunlight nudging a tropical sea on the morning rise Be them truth or be them momentary lies love is a garden of starry sighs how we navigate our dark feeling chased by a glare of day...

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I chased a girl and I liked it I chased her to the end I chased her where she fell to I chased her for a friend I asked her where she was I asked her what she liked She told me of her past She told me what is psyched I said we'd meet again I said I wish her well I left her...

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My friend Dawn always trash talks in a mean way To hear her you would think she is the world’s largest bully. All of this fierceness is blatant fabrication on speed. She is one who cannot do confrontation. Except on the phone in a braggadocio way. That brother trucker! She says. I should have followed him. I should have bumped his...

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Being chased by a cheetah wakes you up fast. You wonder what you did wrong in your past. I saw it leap from a tree, and ran off so fast. But it got me of course, dream was awful, I was aghast!...

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Chased by a two hundred pound kangaroo I hid inside an Alaskan igloo I concocted a wild witch’s brew And put together a tasty stew Someone yelled, “Here is a blue kangaroo!” I knew this was not an ample clue. Had someone fashion me a new hairdo. Styled by a beauty school shrew. Someone stuck their head in and yelled “Boo!” An odd orange...

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shadows of the night cast a spell of breathlessness something's chasing me...

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He chased some spirits away So, they wanted to make him pay They came back with force And knocked him off course After that, he beg them to stay...

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It's not the fireworks It's not the starry sky It's not the staring moonlight It's the night I chased darkness alone...

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Chased by a South African grootslang, Thrown in the air with a pop and a bang, He yelled “Help! I am being EATEN! Dang!” Grootslang chomped him in half with one fang. I screamed bloody murder with a heartfelt clang. Climbed a bamboo tree with a tall overhang. The grootslang laughed, and he and I sang. A rare interaction with a determined...

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Chased down by a lion of apathy She jumps on my back, breaking my trance Pay attention! She yells, punching me in the neck. Apathy, you area pain, I think, but silently. I do not speak; she is huge. Much larger than I ever imagined. Her paw is over my mouth. She leans down and I can feel her hot breath...

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Caterwauling I had never heard From brown bowels of the wizard’s herd. Turned black Satan bat into a nerd. Enchanted witch asked for a word. I was being chased by freakish whores. Pure mischief oozed out of my pores. I pounded on my grandmother’s doors, She could not hear over her snores. I frantically tried others’ door mats. Whores transmogrified into cats. I ran...

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Chased by dreams with blond hair, trying to capture what they once had for a minute, an hour, an eternity, a brutal one night stand from which blossomed the most beautiful person I’ve ever encountered. He too is being chased, to be captured by one who has no rights to him, trying to persuade his innocent little fish to believe in him. He...

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