Loots Poems - Poems about Loots

... Lost Underneath this despair Lies darkness that loots Loots the humanity inside of me It is darkness I see,not humanity It is darkness that sees me,not humanity Dead Dead Is the light o......

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...There's a guy I know that loots. He often wears special boots: Strong leathery ones he'd choose, His feet in them starts to cruise To break doors with non-helped feet! Isn't that alone a feat?......

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...Here it is again, the nightfall, To stay for its allotted years The entrails heeded the call Attuned to their primal fears In the alleys, in the pavements A dark lie is a shining honesty Old ax......

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...Tenebrous night steals autumn days, Invading ink subtracts the breath of light, With tarnished mingling edge, With dusty dusk’s laments. Tenebrous night of immutable grave, Infiltrating melani......

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...Merciless! they died~ blood, bodies on ground, fired our machine guns with rat a tat sound! some whimpered and cried calling out loved ones, it mattered not to us, our hearts were stones! our sol......

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...Worriers Sink, Warriors Shine - By Aare Tunde Dawood-Akerele Let's exempt the death Worry is for the living Who has cases to win Challenges to surmount Fears to conquer Aspirations to achiev......

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...When the stomach of a child Who has overfed rumbles, it is not In memory of the empty hands of the past Or what the future holds in hand It is to mock hunger by saying all is well for now! All ......

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...Man-child in his Promised Land He burns Bibles as would a savage Spews failed Marxist-Leninist garbage Then 'safe spaces' he demands Coddled criminal, he totes a weapon Storefronts, he l......

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...That rapscallion wears the most handsome boots. When he aims he kills whatever he shoots. Wears a blue mask. Brings his own flask. Millionaire from items he loots.......

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...I can't imagine the cry ranged from my eyes Sweeping the floor like a flood. This non can imagine to be our lot. Despite all hands on deck for success to make Non can tell of how fate has thus ......

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...It's noon I'm on the way of Shahbagh Before the National Museum Pineapple, Mango, Litchi scatter their scent, Sweetest flavor of Jackfruits loots my nostrils Gluttonous flies flying over th......

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...*SIMPLICITY* Walked on my nerves daily the heart made. Which always get me puzzle on the step to make. Always in silence neither of not knowing what to do, But of the greater law which is in co......

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...A flash in the planetary cause, a momentary held applause on the evolutionary roll of time paused; These last seconds on the timeline hesitate when man appears upon fostering the world's fat......

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...The day is coming and it will come, when in retrospect, men shall mock them. Those who today ride in honour, trampling as they go. the upcoming springs will research their shame which they preten......

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...some where there are colors we've never set eyes on yet . some where there's the love we always cried for but never felt yet . between the experience and the kneeling here goes my humbleness feel......

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