Spoilsport Poems - Poems about Spoilsport

...O search not for a rare applause, Beware, life is a thankless stage— It's vain, a loud uproar to cause On this voyage of pilgrimage, A puppet you are, caught in cage. Vain to think you’re a gr......Read the rest...

...Rather than delusion that separates, let’s cultivate the forces that unite, like childlike innocence that celebrates and a pure heart pulsating with delight, suffused in bliss mists by day and b......Read the rest...

...creativity and spontaneity pulse of innate aliveness unfettered by patterns that shapes identity in form containerised since baton of awareness is free from bondage to mind ego plays spoi......Read the rest...

...Heart wants to play, for we’re a child But ego plays spoilsport Flow of love is gentle and mild Where bliss is our consort Mysteries unravelled On the path less travelled Has ou......Read the rest...

...How can thoughts arise Unless heart desires As it’s so cajoled By soul eternal That we may ascend Spoilsport ego Has its own urge Endless desires Mirrored by fear Love’s the way Alignin......Read the rest...

...To dear Nanette: How can I express what I feel for you? I love you. Because you are you, When you are not with me, I’m blue. Because you’re chic, Outside, the countryside is bleak. Because y......Read the rest...

...BACK STORY Me and my dad used to work as a team on the Trolley Buses for Manchester Corporation, out of the Hyde Road Depot. Dad drove, and I was his offsider, collecting fares, and keeping order on......Read the rest...

...Battle of the Sexes: Over the best of three sets tennis history was made! Acrostic Drugs: Fall for oceanic allure, not cocaine. Affection: By the bubbling brook bees bond with buttercups. ......Read the rest...

...I would like to grow old with you, Let the years pass by, I want to know you, and you to know me. I want you to be your friends' as much as you are mine, and I want you to be mine as mu......Read the rest...

...The morning dawned grey and cold Shock and fear had taken hold Blinded and struck by disbelief We rushed, jolted beyond belief I still remember how Mother screamed As she ran up the stairs To confr......Read the rest...

...Kids want to play. Rainy day comes. The grey denies. Rains cats and dogs. Even hogs pout, but frogs rejoice. Clouds roll away. Sun will stay out. Make way for fun. Hurrah for sun, in ......Read the rest...

...Kids, you can call me a looney or a spoilsport whose views you'll find silly and will never support: winnie pooh will kill, ......Read the rest...