Unzipped Poems - Poems about Unzipped

Attention please, many fishes have been hooked by the bait They flutter their eyes, cross their legs and excuse the death rate Desensitized by the detest, violence, and killings But then having the body exposed is way too chilling Excited in all the madness, there’s no problem with all the gore After all, it’s in the...

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A perky woman stepped inside The elevator car. I’d never seen her, so her words To me were quite bizarre. She turned her back to me and asked (Formalities she’d skipped) If I would help her out because Her dress was not quite zipped. Of course, I hastened to comply – I guess she couldn’t reach – But in the rules of etiquette, I...

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The pocketbook Thrown upon The car seat Hangs precariously Unzipped First attempt at Gogyohka Haven't a clue if correct...

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You drive me crazy each time I try to call. You don't answer me in person at all. You tell me to hold but what am I supposed to hold. You tell me someone will be there but all you play is music. Is that supposed to soothe the soul, Then we start to...

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''LOVE always hurts when not on the right time when not with the right person when not in the right place and when not at the perfect moment'' i heard noises from nowhere but the clearest voice was yours yeah, love is everywhere but dear, where are you now? i smell the flowers scent but your fragrance lasts longer yeah, love is blind but dear, it...

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These words are from the depths, Of a nightmare I dare not fathom... These written antidote, For that which consumes me inside... Time fly fast Can these "wingless" words? I try to masquerade these words in lines, Trying to hide that which is visible to the eyes, Am hurt..Am afraid....Am confused... I wear these smiles, clothe my bitterness, Embellish it with...

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the other night i spent with her, and those memories come racing back and those moments i clearly remember. Tenderly she pecks & kisses me on the lobe of my left ear, to awaken me from my slumber to the sweet face of my dear. My fresh seeking eyes, they open up to her graceful smiles, Her...

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So my first lesson taught me, if intellect spawns logic, then of that I want no part! “Orwell” Had the answer; in satire the presidium displeased, when he made it plain to everyone, one cannot rule with precision as one would a farm yard, whilst to break life down to simple motivation, one would easily find, that profit...

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Part 1 1958 (Introduction to employment) Often I drift back to the days, where it all began. To feel again the sharp brisk morning air against my inferior nakedness, whilst sprightly making my way down school lane, towards the local builder’s yard, to earn my weekly pittance! here where the first day...

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Too tempting, unzipping ditties Now, like a minute of silence In a room of friendly ladies My finger gropes the evidence The zip plays imagination For I can go up or go down With a smile for my permission Since in silence the words abound That is how I brew my desire Sniffing armpits of strange flowers Caressing the moon to inspire O I sometimes lose...

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Love’s emphatic sigh Complete with warm air and wind Saying I love you Entrant into Nancy Jones' "Unzipped Lips" contest 5/16/2012...

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Meet me at the same place Just for one last time There's nothing left to lose now For you were never mine I tried to speak the words I was to terrified to say Seems I was right to fear You've already turned away You knew that I'd be angry Disallowed me to react Responding to the fiction Without hearing the fact And if I really...

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even the sun goes down, heroes eventually die horoscopes often lie, tearful eyes become dry jobs come and go, people you thought you knew, you never really know. hello's become goodbye's doing the lows, put you on your highs what was occasionally is now often... and what was often is now seldomly... the words I LOVE YOU starts to sound rehearsed ...and the...

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Keep your opinion to yourself & let people live Just because you think your perfect doesn't mean you are. Tell me to grow up? You grow up. Honestly the mistakes you preach about Are in fact the mistakes you made at one point... Live and learn? More like live, screw up and take your life's mistakes out on me. Yes maybe you...

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Watching my grand-children run and play It makes the mind wander, back to the day Such a joy to see things as fresh and new When you could imagine, a splendid view The joy to smell the scent of fresh mowed hay Watching my grand-children run and play Watching birds as they stop, look and...

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