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by Allen Jesson - 2008-08-04
When it comes to writing a funny love poem you may find yourself faced with a task a lot harder that first thought. This article contains tips and ideas that will help you write a funny love poem.Bef...
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by Garry Gamber - 2008-08-02
Because I could not stop for Death -- He kindly stopped for me -- The Carriage held but just Ourselves -- And Immortality.We slowly drove -- He knew no haste And I had put away My labor and my leisur...
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by Garry Gamber - 2008-08-02
You left me, sweet, two legacies, - A legacy of love A Heavenly Father would content, Had He the offer of;You left me boundaries of pain Capacious as the sea, Between eternity and time, Your consciou...
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by Garry Gamber - 2008-08-02
Wild Nights - Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury!Futile - the Winds - To a Heart in port - Done with the Compass - Done with the Chart!Rowing in Eden - Ah, the Sea! Might ...
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by Shellaine Enfesta - 2008-08-01
Have you ever realized that there is better way of sending funny birthday poems for a boyfriend? You are probably sending your funny birthday poem for a boyfriend through the snail mail. Well if you ...
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by Samantha Gilmartin - 2008-07-04
Danger, debauchery, drinking and Dylan Thomas seem to all the world like natural bedfellows and, one might add, what a rather adroit menage they would make. Despite the fact that he is unilaterally h...
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by DANIEL COLLINS - 2008-06-24
How many books did you read as a kid? While it is true that some children will never be seen without a book, it can be hard work getting every child to read enthusiastically. Yet this is the key s...
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by Gianni Truvianni - 2008-06-10
Aqua Mara It is thee who beeth like summer's heat with thine radiance that giveth this season all that it haveth that encompasses flowers that grow from the earth liberating colors and fragrances of...
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by Gianni Truvianni - 2008-06-10
What does love pertain?A system discriminating against those whose squandered years have gone beyond a certain excise? For always it appears that this which to many is finest of all emotions between m...
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by Gianni Truvianni - 2008-06-10
Love may it be as sexuality that leadeth bodies to acts of carnality strokes, touches that maketh the spirit take rise though they be merely of the fleshall for committing the body and our souls to be...
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by Gianni Truvianni - 2008-06-10
Rompryska my youth is theefor thou arteth this cacheno longer mine to cherishas it be in thee and all that maketh thy beingthat I encounter this which so lacks in myself it beeth in thine golden ha...
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by LAVERNE JOHN RILEY JR. - 2008-05-20
Design is a place. Design is to say. Design is this beauty, one sees on its way. Design always tries; never disguise. Design can afford... wisdom it buys. Design is for you. Design is fo...
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by Satish Verma - 2007-10-14
Becoming something from anythingwas a great bliss of paradigm.I take a dip in anonymity.You will never knowwhere do you start a rough patchon the road ?A prehistoric site could not outlivethe humiliat...
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by Satish Verma - 2007-10-14
You know I do not hopeany intermission,between life and death.My path goes nowhere.A hiatus between the mirrors has questions.From childhood I was alwaysfloating between the meaningsof lessons unknown...
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by Satish Verma - 2007-10-14
Death will not wait.Locked in bruises,I want eternity.Stinking pubes,micro to zerogravity.Kernel rises like a star.Touch was not realHow far you will go ?Earth was collapsing.My father was right,Don't...
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by Satish Verma - 2007-10-14
Integrity of door was challenged,walls will not take the blame.Tension increased between believingand non-believing.Did we listen to moaning of night ?There was a murder in broad day-light.Eyes will n...
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by Satish Verma - 2007-10-14
Like islands in the sea on fireand embankment crumbling,split amygdalas of trusted men -drew them to start a chain of murders.I come on my kneeswitnessing a tragedy of a city,digging its accursed soil...
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by Satish Verma - 2007-10-09
Secret death of questioning ghost,isolation:I was trying to hide behind sentiments.For wholeness?Walking backwardlearning the artto leave at right time.Escape defoliation.My inner green.A half-moon e...
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by Satish Verma - 2007-10-09
Dread of landscape, lost visionfear of grave,though he had loved to love the cosmic eternity,honored the freedom of death,aqueduct of life.Inevitable desires squeezed him,the dunes were rising.Who was...
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by Satish Verma - 2007-10-07
When he was not walking with his shadow,living in his own sorrow and hurts ;he thought, he did not knowand sometimes he did not think he did not know..And his cup of life overflowed with tears.Death b...
