Long Alisha Poems

As I hover over the darkened room, I wonder how I have gotten here. Did I die, was I 
dead? That was the only explanation I could think of for my disembodiedment. But 
concentration was...

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She was grace in its purest form. Thinking not and caring not of her 
destination, she soars across the angelic sky on her tiny golden wings. Yet her 
feet never left the cold laminated floor....

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long, but a fast read!



“Grandma, please take us to the fair,”
in unison, the grandkids pled.
The boy was 10; the girl, just 4.
“OKAY! Let’s hit the road,” I said.

The nearest open parking space
was many yards shy...

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I can't compare your love to a sweet red rose,
For roses whither and they die.
I can't compare your love to the deep blue sea,
For it rises and falls with the tide.
I can't compare your love...

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yeiyah

shes the wild child carefree
inhibited, unpredictable
invincible rebel in me
free as a summers breeze
liberated and quick to pop bottles
throw back shots like everyday is a celebration
quick to pop off n throw hands when violated
go hard or...

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Down the road, near the town,
No one knew where she'd be found. 
Stolen from her bed at night, 
Waking to find her gone was a fright. 
The window curtains blew gracefully in the wind, 
Their...

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I paused on the landing of the wooden Victorian staircase, pondering whether to pick my 
way back up the portal between the worlds of the living and the dead. In my previous 
ascension, I found...

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Be not a constant reminder of such a withered existence,
State of mind being part of the fear, fear of a losing race.
Flying past the places that were lost before they were found,
Finding warmth from the...

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Ticker tape life into a single frame
Moon and stars silhouettes look down upon the sane
All the pristine porcelain faces lifted up to care
Intertwined fingers optimistically seeking out repair
Tolerance is not the toiling only of the...

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Ticker tape life into a single frame
Moon and stars silhouettes look down upon the sane
All the pristine porcelain faces lifted up to care
Intertwined fingers optimistically seeking out repair
Tolerance is not the toiling only of the...

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I am a grizzly bear in the depths of the earth, taking one last look at my forested 
wonderland before I fall into a deep, dark slumber, safe and sound in the rocky cave that...

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My hand to god I do give. 
In his arms I do trust. 
He have me a life so beautiful that even after, 
Life still means so much. 
I tell all to those I love,...

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( To be sang to the tune of, "L O V E" by Frank Sinatra )

D, is David who writes youths stories.
A's Alisha and the songs she sings.
Then of course, Amanda, such a glamorous actress!
S...

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Mirror mirror made of glass, 
Reflex the details of the past.
Shatter not, less shards be lost,
And with them every single thought.
Blame not yourself, sweet little bird.
The accusations are absurd.
Fire and ice this day will rain,
And...

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Dada or Dadaism is a cultural movement primarily involved visual arts, literature—poetry, 
art manifestoes, art theory—theatre, and graphic design, and concentrated its anti-war 
politics through a rejection of the prevailing standards in art through anti-art...

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Butterfly in the sky,
why don't you fly very high?
I see you with a sorrowed eye,
listen to me, that's no lie.

Butterfly why your tears,
have you any troubling fears? 
I can give you joys and cheers,
if you'll...

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I CANT CALL IT
IM CONFUSED AND ALL DISCOMBOLATED
BEYOND FRUSTRATED
HOLD ON LET ME LET YOU IN ON MY SITUATION
MY NAME IS ALISHA AND I JOIN THIS COMMUNITY I THINK LAST WEEK
POSTED 2 POEMS "PENNY FOR YOUR...

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They fell in love by the light of the mystic moon.
Who knew their demise would come so soon.
They held each other in their arms as they did before,
But their souls would be ripped apart by...

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Series of clerihews


Funny girl sits
Waiting among broken sticks
Looking for the sign
To crossover into the divine

Funny girl sighs
All the unspoken lies
Seeking out the truth
Evolving as a sleuth

Funny girl cries
As the music dies
Tossing in her sleep
Waking only...

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Me my kids and my wife
All a very special part of my life
Roger who is 12 years old
I hope he achieve his every goal
Alisha who is 15 years old precious and sweet
Larry as Fry talks...

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I sit in the darkness
It is all around me
Closing in on me
Squeezing the life out me.
It wants me to tell
It wants me to tell it my secrets.
I reach out my hand into the darkness
Reaching out...

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My Aunty Stacey,
She's not very lacey,
She doesn't wear dresses,
Or have curly tresses,
She is never a sook,
But a really good cook,
Tough as nails,
Never fails,
I think you will find,
That she is very kind,
She had a ferret for...

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Alisha Ellen Sturdivant my baby girl
Is a special part of my world
I so very often think about you
And I love you more than you ever knew
Over the years this love has grew
You're precious,beautiful,and smart
And this...

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You see me crying,
You watch me sigh,
The tears stream down my face.

I see you watching,
You wish I’d die,
But I can’t leave this place.

What they say is true,
Love me,
Adore me,
Hate me,
Abhor me,
There’s nothing I can do.

You...

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Flowing behind the wall
Slink across the floor
Stumble down the stairs
Tripping out the door

Silhouettes surround
Leaning in securely
Gravitating around
Arms tightly encircling

Eyes sparkling brightly
Flaming with desire
Lips pursed tightly
Hearts beat as one

Blood drips silently 
Crimson pools accumulate 
Body slumped...

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