Quotes about shiny, page 14
Gazing suicide
I went to the train tracks.
I sat on the bridge above.
My life has beaten me.
As I looked down below me.
I saw the tracks before my eyes.
So shiny and black.
My troubles.
My hurt.
And years of pain.
They had gotten the better of me.
It all became clear and I knew what I had to do.
I had to join the train tracks below me
I had to die
poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Story of My Name
My name has degrees of description,
Yet as we speak, the whole left and right
Is again in fruition, in dictation,
Whilst the reach of the hands is light.
Mention weird wisdom when describing is well,
Telling and wording the excellent narrative;
This story is bold like a shiny bell,
Angering everyone in the ear and it is abusive.
poem by Naveed Akram
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My last rites
The solemn funeral
took place in the
humid desert
trail of mourners
walked on the
thirsty hot sand.
The fragrance of
those miserable flowers
ending the path
blooming to survive
in that gloomy evening
unweighing all burdens.
Wrapped in melancholic
green shiny cloth
grounded with
comfort case
dampened soil in pit
to be laid to feast.
poem by Mubeen Sadhika
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Sea
1
(Windless Summer)
Between the glass panes of the sea are pressed
Patterns of fronds, and the bronze tracks of fishes.
2
(Winter)
Foam-ropes lasso the seal-black shiny rocks,
Noosing, slipping and noosing again for ever.
3
(Windy Summer)
Over-sea going, under returning, meet
And make a wheel, a shell, to hold the sun.
Submitted by Stephen Fryer
poem by Arthur Seymour John Tessimond
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Frustration
If I had a shiny gun,
I could have a world of fun
Speeding bullets through the brains
Of the folk who give me pains;
Or had I some poison gas,
I could make the moments pass
Bumping off a number of
People whom I do not love.
But I have no lethal weapon-
Thus does Fate our pleasure step on!
So they still are quick and well
Who should be, by rights, in hell.
poem by Dorothy Parker
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A Flower To Auroville Mother-96
Panneer Maram(Indian Lavender,
Guettarda speciosa Linn.)
As high as the Lord
Your fame of fragrance
So is your sacred hold
Of holy-ash in credence
You're spoken about much
Your flora axillary white
Corolla tubes yellow-bunch
Hairy leaves clean bright
All gathered in serenity
Of great usefulness many
No wonder your divinity
Shrined in temples shiny
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Something Deep Down In My Heart (2)
something deep down in my heart is so beautiful
it is like a blue bird with black shiny beak
one early morning it sings a song
it is lovely
it is sweet
it is gentle
something deep down in my heart is a beautiful poem
that once you have read and shall never forget
it is crisp and fragile
and it is for you and it says deep down from the bottom of my soul
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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4. Christmas Fayre
Searching for holly
It must bear the berry
Along with the mistletoe
Make Christmas merry
Children in mittens
With whellies on toes
Tramp through the snow
With a shiny red nose
Parent out shopping
A chore they all share
Finding the best
Of this year’s Christmas fayre
Yule logs on fires
That crackle and blaze
To warm up your cockles
On cold Christmas days
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poem by David Threadgold (2008)
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The Shoes That Never Met Again
The shoes, they came together
An unexpected red n blue pairing
Joyfully they ran around
Happy n uncaring
As days went by & other shoes came along
Their colors so bright n shiny
The blue shoe moved on
As red faded n grew tiny..
One fine day blue realised
Red could be seen no more
He wanted her then like never before
But too late, red had lost her sole...
poem by Natasha Mahtani
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Choices Still Unmade
Shadows drift over the cradle
And there in lies the future
Of possibilities yet to be explored
Of choices still unmade
Like seasons not yet passed
Lullabies tell of sweet memories
Just like stars tell of far away worlds
Little tear drops fall like rain
Glinting like shiny pearls
And there in lies the future
Of possibilities yet to be explored
Of choices still unmade
poem by Autumn Winds
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