Definite Poems - Poems about Definite

Definite Dinah definitely doesn’t change her mind Ferociously feeling firm in all ideas, she will find Kids maneuver around her; she is not awfully kind When she bargains and barters, it is legally bind We saw Dinah debating where we usually dined Warning the waiter she almost never will change her mind He appreciates the heads up; said we were kind. I...

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Do you want to have a baby? I'll give you a definite maybe. Babies can cry and scream so loud. Three in one house can make a small crowd. I hope I'm not clearly misunderstood, ...

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sharp or keen - foolish or dull something on which to mull but I'm still at a loss one way or another I must choose oxys or moros...

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Flash Poetry Challenge (3) "Oxymoron Titles” Share the news with your muse Have fun with whichever title you choose It’s time to open the sluices of your creative juices … Let the "Oxymoron" challenge begin! Flash Poetry Challenge (4) "Childhood Memories" Share the news with your muse New or pre-write, whatever you choose It’s time to open the sluices of your creative juices...

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A definite bonehead moment since revised when das scribe made laughing stock of himself (circa ~ 8:30 post meridiem December twenty eighth, 2022). A retrospective account revisited courtesy the following honest to dog doe eyed, doofus dopey dilemma allows, enables, and provides figurative fodder from readers, who ordinarily lavish honorable voluntary praiseworthy feedback, now your chance to chide me viz when senior moment...

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It was today, that wasn't so good for me. multiple decades possibly washed away. family means everything but i'm a terrible brother. a horrendous friend who ran from life once lived. to pastures green and new. when all that was left behind was those who needed me. and now I feel needed more than before i left. there's a guilt there, no...

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No Conclusions*** Can’t figure things out? Never between the lines. Outside the lanes, Staying spaced In gray shadows Or mist or fog… Outlying and altering. Possibly close,or Beyond Leaving, Below or high. Yet, wearing pseudonyms, Always being Lost, then Re-addressed. Oscillating. But, remaining Persistently ambiguous. Ticking, dangling. Indefinitely “Durra lurra loo, Durra lurra lay,” Tick-tocking clock Infinitely Short...

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A Definite Maybe To feel again the warmth of loves first kiss, And gently hold its hand, as you held mine. ...

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I unlearned everything today you learn something new ever day...

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Who say Ganga live on earth? Real Ganga is still in paradise If you want back Ganga again Just do prey by holy god Drop the sin with holy sole Start your journey play your role Ganga again do appear To remove every sin of earth Ganga is herself a holy shrine Ganga is life of our culture Awake again the lord Shiva Who only control...

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Loves Definite An intense feeling of deep affection Love Love is depicted in so many ways. We say love and share this love, in ways that seem forbidden or hidden. Laced in secrecy, sometimes it seems foreign. Mistreated, misunderstood and abused. This pain amuses no one, which is unforgivable. Yet, we still want it...Love, we still yearn for it ...Love....

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When a man brings his wife some flowers without reason You can bet your sweet bippy there's definitely treason Flowers are quite nice But really don't suffice However large sums of money would deal with the demons...

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(On the donkey) No cheese Just grease. Cogwheels Life seals. Ceilings Dealings. Lots smiles Did miles....

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Yes friends the western socity is over, Some are partying, Some are crying, I'm recording its decline....

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as we all die we each just seem to take our turn some made to freeze others made to burn and we die with knowledge we never wanted to learn tears that were once shed for love may once again start to churn as some will grieve and others will yearn I wonder if the people who care now will later mourn do not...

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