Fictitious Poems - Poems about Fictitious

The following fictitious scenario I evoke Analogous to fire breathing puffed up imaginary dragon (in a land called Honah Lee) ye might rightly think what the deuce haunting spectre ace of spades goodfella aiming to be a poet all about, meaning sexagenarian wordsmith, this once upon a time jackanapes presently decked out like cadaverous card still sporting fine kingly raiment and crown of thorns...

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While on the topic of blood kith and kin, I relate another fabricated poem about blimey bloke of a fisherman. Trawl tale of a fictitious seaman told to ye... Courtesy webbed whirled wide net wit cursing thwarted life, liberty and pursuit of happiness if eavesdropper, you would discern nasality – cause uvula split holed within mancave unit b44, a regular...

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From the word 'born', she was made to be a queen. From the weight numbers 7.7 lbs., she was born to be queen. She was daddy's girl and mother's pearl, a gift to the world. Not all queens are strong, but this future queen was born strong. Although some thought her to be mean, she wanted to be fair...

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Maybe a simulation only Tsunami tells us the waves Will eventually roar storeys high The endless quarrying tells us One day the mountain rocks start rolling The flood tells us the rivers Will penetrate into the cities like roads Pollution makes the rivers feed on colours Acid rain sheds the leaves bald Deforestation makes the forests thin And animals start shifting Radioactive waste makes...

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A Fictitious Dream Miracle Man 2/27/2022 Nights were littered with specters in dreams, I saw their faces and heard their screams. From all around I saw flames lapping, should I get up, or continue cat-napping. The sky was made up of crimson dyes, I couldn’t escape when I closed my eyes. Mind molded images into an unknown shape, the alarm clock brought to me...

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A tiny world inside a tiny bubble filled with danger and deceit full of the world that they create secret whispers in their shadows within their darkness and their hate in the world that they create Slippery hands exchange the things that they defile abnegation in the corners of their filth and smiling all the while for egos pestilence addicted to accumulated wealth prints the...

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(Greek Hero Agamemnon Part) Love has gone for victory Fate made the love blind for victory and slain the innocent heir oh the game of goddess the remained love weaved the hive for another love philter honey bitterly sweet in fictitious love! fate slain the coming back love secretly! the flies, black flies made oblige to wear the cloth of repentance till last breath for the love victory got shy to come back oh...

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Suspicious of Being Fictitious About Trump have become suspicious; Nothing about him was ever nutritious; Fatty tissue, Is an issue; His weight and knowledge are fictitious. Jim Horn This Do Want To Discuss With you this we do want to discuss; Poor guy had been run over by a bus; Were confiding; Bike riding; About tragedy friends did raise a fuss. Jim Horn Trump Said He Is...

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(scoured from dregs of me muss held head) I shore up a vignette to free my ("FAKE") grandfather Hymie, whose scrunched countenanced evinced beetle that of browed monkey he spent his entire life at sea his thick calloused hands and ruddy complexion re enforced non verbal body language voluminous tomes smoothed nick holed money to countless years (spilling into decades) exposed to salty spittle...

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Found me raised in the Antebellum South born an academically gifted whip smart, (and any other apropos) above average adage smart son with a healthy dose of Melanin and Melania donned and...

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My grandfather Hymie spent his entire life at sea his thick calloused hands and ruddy complexion re enforced non verbal body language voluminous tomes as testimony to countless years (spilling into decades) exposed...

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A faux pas meant to be funny a complicated compliment undressing the address Words intermingle suspending the single Ghosts masked in the past hypocrisy lasts living a lie tears in the sky Explaining the unexplainable a throne unattainable reprecussions released a mindset at ease Lay down your pen surrender's at hand...

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on Friday one pm reporter for the standard-examiner at s8 interview me puffy puffery it is the day before Saturday one post meridiem (1 p.m.) demolishment set in time correspondent of journalist falls quickly ephemeral, quick standard and examiner frolicking on Sections of eight with a simple dialogue of puffy puffery safety unknown...

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The night grows dark, not my eyes - With vision sharp, with a puzzled mind I look, into the bushes, without a blink Waiting for some light. I can feel the fog, cold on me It makes my palms and fingers numb; My hard breath falls harsh on them No peace for me, I see. My tent is warm, I snuggle to bed, Cold,...

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Your dreamy bold curious unstable eyes Juicy lips mounted with sober plausible sexy ties Though silent yet propulsive pensive piercing voice Curly hair, bare shoulder possessing fervid demise All is enough to drive my sincere soul over flies...

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