Scribbled Poems - Poems about Scribbled

Little pieces of scribbled paper On the desk all around me Some of them I was reading later Some words I can’t properly see Pen didn’t write well as usual Some letters are hard to make out Not that I felt it was crucial But I had to learn what it’s about You were telling the news of your world And I would...

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this man tries hard with word to weave his loves clear worn plain ‘pon his sleeve not meant as gripes midst rationed fears ...

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this man tries hard with word to weave his loves clear worn plain ‘pon his sleeve not meant as gripes midst rationed fears ...

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Something exceptional in this world of written words we once shared Minutes turned into hours spent opened hearts soon had cared Consequences meaningful or at least they were to me Nights you spent in my dreams, from you I could not be free Craved your music evermore, your voice did not deceive Knowing the gentle touch of...

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I’m a page of the book of life Once pure and lure and white as white Oh! Now tinged with too many inks Still many are waiting to scribble a few. With puny hands some wrote me soft Some are harsh they tear my heart Supple hands draw labyrinth lines My prosaic precincts some plundered and pierced. Now the book is with a...

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tactic theories tamed by moaning brain callous crescendoes' bait airy acumen craved felon feasts fostered hoity twin triggered rusty rules reeled raging rumple reek punctured politics' spree dark dances dribbled saucy syllables scribbled did curves cripple lanky lust birthed vying veil's verge. '20:03:21:11:01 Note: Dedicated to Plato....

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tactic theories tamed by moaning brain callous crescendoes' bait airy acumen craved felon feasts fostered hoity twin triggered rusty rules reeled raging rumple reek punctured politics' spree dark dances dribbled saucy syllables scribbled did curves cripple lanky lust birthed vying veil's verge. '20:03:21:11:01 Note: Dedicated to Plato....

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Scribbled thoughts so blue Rummaging through old boxes that have been ignored, stored away from today that belong to our past. My scribbled thoughts across the tattered pages. My mind construes, weeping out of my heart back then, I can’t pretend that we still live like that today. Constantly pleading to be closer to you, Yet...

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THE SCRIBBLED UNIVERSE Of cadence And rhythm And rhyme we seek When putting pen to paper The words becoming lively And their life Becomes our pleasure For imparting As we long to do Upon the parchment written Our souls pour forth Their meaning Though to some Are largely hidden With banter Wit and melancholy What flows forth Has its vision ‘Ere we are urged By sacred things As...

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I am plagued by blinding insanity, Living tortured and alone; cruel fatality, Pushing against the walls of reality, Looking for distraction in material vanity, Finding no solace; only a mirror of anxiety, Some seek the answer in desperate piety, Others seek power and excellence financially, Or seek it in arms of lover's fantasy, I have yet to find that intangible bliss; happy, This is...

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i stare at the walls blank mind and paper laugh back has the ink run dry from pen, or thoughts dried from mind? i know the motion upturn wrist press firmly... cut deep bleed free feel pain, relieve pain, relive again awaken my mind so it bleeds flows outward from within one thought one trickle one moment of darkness spilling across sheets of white either way, i bleed again!...

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I've Scribbled This Song For You... I'm wasting my days, my empty nights too, I should have held on, but I simply lost you, now I stagger along, wearing broken smiles, in between hell and you, there's a million miles, yes, I should have kept, you close to my skin, soaking your warmth, but you were laughing, at my foolish grin... now I'm all broken, and torn apart, but what the...

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Scribbled words hastily written are hard to decipher were found in a folder attached to an important document, it wouldn't ever been brought to light and know flair... hadn't I not searched for an old picture, reminiscing sentiment, sadly locked for ages in that file cabinet drawer to hide a secret. The scribbled words of an...

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So I’m caught red handed in another lie I thought you believed me on everything But it’s clear that you just found safety in routine And I’ve caught on to your shameful smiles And all your “I’ll be out in a little while” As your crying, sighing alone, dying on the inside a bit alone I spend hours (just scrub...

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