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every one becomes having long tail
trying not to get *****
wanting to throw away
or hide it at any way

trying to be silent
covering your nose
and do also with mouth

as the world does not bear
your breath
if you still go on that road
which was not faith and had bad fault

expecting the worst comes
and the world will wish you to be absent
this causing of virus makes us showing the world into its clear photo. so moderate your self to be so good
Mrs Timetable Apr 2020
Thank you
For pushing my stuffing
Back in place
When I have one of
Those days

I would do it myself
But I can’t reach

It means more
Coming from you anyway

We will find our needle
And thread someday

Love,
Your grumpy 
Brown eyed bear
Tough day support
Michael R Burch Mar 2020
Regret
by Michael R. Burch

Regret,
a bitter
ache to bear . . .

once starlight
languished
in your hair . . .

a shining there
as brief
as rare.

Regret . . .
a pain
I chose to bear . . .

unleash
the torrent
of your hair . . .

and show me
once again—
how rare.

Keywords/Tags: regret, bitter, ache, pain, bear, starlight, shining, hair, brief, rare
Sam H Mar 2020
My warm and fuzzy friend,
tuck me in every night in bed
and leave a gentle kiss on my head
should you depart by days’ end,
rid my tears that have been shed.

Your loving memory has no end.
Until we meet again.
Griffin Hehmeyer Mar 2020
Lonely, lost and freezing
Desolate and bare
How sad it is to be
A lonely polar bear

My friends all left me long ago
The seals all swam away
And every night I wonder
If today will be the day

The day that I too,
am swept up by the sea
Like all of those other bears
who wandered before me

When your genesis is our Armageddon
Your victories burden is ours to bear
Oh, how sad it is to be
A lonely polar bear
Its about global warming obviously
Mark Wanless Feb 2020
the wolf howls
the bear growls
the man silently kills
Carlo C Gomez Jan 2020
A word to the wise
About Mr. Wall Street's habits
He so easily gets down
And is then one drink away
From depression
Josiah Bates Oct 2019
Sitting on its haunch,
Bear drinking river water.
Alone. Safe. Secure.
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A random Haiku sort of thing about how my day went.
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