Grinds Poems - Poems about Grinds

...It hits fast with no trace No warning…no face Slips in slick and sips blood quick Steals breath and whispers death It chokes and grinds Claws deep and rewires minds No mercy…no pause Just r......

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...Sisyphus’ Silence I sit, a silent, carved-out zone, A soul entrapped, unlit, unwhole, The majority’s tide grinds flesh to bone, While others’ feelings wallow, roll In mud that clings, ......

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... Hitchhiking by blurred station generic Gypsy Flora slips anonymous, gravel Grinds her heart of garbage, barbaric Buried skeleton stirred, further travel Ticket to Keep It Secret Scarred i......

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... total fiction I heard the words repeated on the news so sick of them that my mind rebelled... "Doge's plan and Trump commands the Constitution should be banned. Hell to that Chief! Th......

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...The Love Song A song we both liked once grinds-on, a needle on a disc etching deep grooves into a mutual experience. The cat we once shared, died. Our dog chased the cat in its leg-twitchin......

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... the walls sweat cheap bourbon, the clock grinds its teeth, and outside, the night spits curses at the drunks who never learned to lose. you ask me how to leave life without dying— but what ......

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...JACKS AND THE BOOM BOOM ROOM HISTORY AND SPOKEN WORD Before the Boom Boom Room in San Francisco’s Fillmore District came to be, it was Jack’s. A poppin’ groove organ funk soul jazz club on Sutte......

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...In the stillness of frost, the glacier rests, Bound by the law of inertia’s quest. Silent and steady, it clings to the land, Until gravity whispers its gentle command. A force unseen begins the......

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... Journey Journal KNOWING By Leon Enriquez You know the feeling A deep kind of knowing A true feel of being A certain kind showing Knowing can now tease A flamboyant life lease ......

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...This World That Takes I gave too much. A chalice filled to the brim, pouring over, love spilling, although unasked for, but the world took it anyway. It takes. All it does is take. It abs......

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...God isn’t in the clouds. He’s in the sweat of two bodies colliding in the night, in the trembling hands of a man offering his last dollar to the homeless kid outside the bar. God’s not a cosmic......

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...Love is non-mechanical it doesn’t crank, pinion or always work dependably. In cavalier moments, I thought I knew something of how it all works— it’s apertures and shafts— its grinds and recip......

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...There’s a rage that ignites when someone damages you An uncompromising, bewildering storm within. Your brain churns with thoughts of vengeance, A thousandfold wrath ready to erupt. But do you c......

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...you must take the time to rhyme, the design is divine and you will find it aligns with the original minds of before times when afore lines were written/signed and mined for stage binds and weave......

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...This morning, I packed my soul into a backpack worn by unfulfilled dreams, Leaving behind the noise of the city that grinds my existence like a rusty windmill. I set out on unknown roads, where sil......

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