Emma Poems - Poems about Emma

To Emma Emma, my life is ruined because of you You're the only one on my mind, I don't need anyone else, only you You don't notice me, I don't exist for you I miss you, I need you, I'm giving up my life because of you When I die, please burn a candle for me It will be nice of you...

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My name is Emma It’s common enough But names are deceptive I’m made of tough stuff. I came into the world On a thundery night Too early, so tiny I needed to fight. Emma means ‘universe’ To others it’s ‘whole’ To me it’s identity Born deep in my soul. My name is quite simple Just four letters long No complications For others to get wrong In German...

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Emma Frost (aka White Queen) is a powerful character in Marvel Comics. Is she a hero or villain? Sometimes, it is hard to know! She is a mutant with the most amazing telepathic skills. She can transform herself into a diamond shape with enhanced strength and with no human needs like food or water...

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Emma Emu is a large bird. She’s taller than I am – absurd! Her voice is really well-endowed, and she can drum a song out loud. She is my friend and I am proud! With three-toed feet, she is so fast She runs right by in a bold blast. Her ardent admirers amassed, I watch her run in flabbergast! She will be on...

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One day I find something in my minds treasury. One of them was nothing but your sweet memory. The memory keep destructing me from my aim. If you had stayed with me then I would not have become lame. I know I had flaws but if you had correct it with your common sense. I might have pushed my flaws...

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A rift in faith can be a big sorrow. A helpful hand you need to borrow. He can save you from this dilemma. Your faith will be restore again Emma. The social circle is a big sorrow....

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Emma Cheng, whether anyone believes and likes it or not, is the most beautiful girl I'd ever met. She's the sun that shines daylight, the most beautiful moon that appears at night, and a shining star. Emma's amazing, she's down-to-earth, and she sets my soul on fire. Emma's also this beautiful Chinese gal I ever...

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Emma saw the light on that Sunday bright. Her hands, they were folded, and knees bent right. She smiles at the Pastor’s words. The sun through the window stirred. A slip up of epic proportions - quite! Up front, in the center of congregants, a holiness plagues, as the church does...

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Tis All Hallows Eve, When all witches weave, Their best incantations and spells; And stories are told, Of curses of old, And places where spirits may dwell. The legends are many, That make the knees shimmy, And the hairs stand up on your neck; But none are more scary, No tales are more hairy, Than the story of Emma Jean Beck. Seems the lady in question, Liked to...

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The New Colossus-2 Not like that loser green chick with the lamp, Our New Colossus has his own gold door, Behind it he tweets out his grand revamp: Abjuring that which made it great before, He seeks to make his country great again. This brazen giant, air-bridged between the ears, His beacon-hair glowing world-wide disdain, Maskless, manipulates his base’s fears. And with hogwash’d conspiracies...

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The nurseries wake within their field, as the Liliums lift and liberate. Rise oh children of heaven, for Emma speaks to you of joy… She dances with Daisies, amidst the diminishing dawn, Pleasantly prancing ~ within perennial pastures; The Gardenias gather amongst the mist, for Emma quenches their thirst. The Oncydium Orchids orchestrate, symphonies of love… She then gives compassion, to the ruling Roses; For she caresses them one...

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Sarah Janet, Emma Jane! Fun's Extra Special, Love God's Made! Whom All His Power, Light Time's Score! Is The Love That, Your Names ... Stir!...

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Of The Famed Labors Of Hercules ninth poet, poet dedication series, Emma Lazarus Through Time's mesmerizing and meandering paths, Colossus of heroic worship rightly praised, He that vented his strength and fought with half-god wrath; Mighty Son of Zeus, his feats that this world amazed, Carved in stone, sculptor Vincenzo de’ Rossi hand Paid for by Cosimo I de’ Medici's gold, A Titan...

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if I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you fall asleep I would've tuck you in tightly & pray the Lord your soul to keep if I knew it would be the last time that I walk out the door I would give you a hug, kiss & call you back one more...

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Ode to Emma Your beautiful brown hair, Covering your ears. Your smile, Grinning at me. You telling me jokes. Making me laugh. We are so alike, That’s why we are friends. I wish your smile would shine at me every day Your voice singing in my ears Your laugh pleasing my ears. The way you walk to me, I will never forget. I will never forget you! You...

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