"absolem" poems - Hello Poetry

Following the white rabbit in his waistcoat Listening to the tick tock of his pocket watch Let's fall down the rabbit hole nestled at the trunk of the tree And where you land is a room An entire world hidden behind a door and all you need is the key A nibble from a cake that makes you grow And with a sip of a drink, you shrink Insert the key and twist the **** Opens the door to a world beyond imagination There's a cat that grins And with a smile, he disappears Have a cup of tea and a biscuit with the Hare, the Hatter, and the Dormouse Paint white roses red with the Red Queen Beware of her freakishly large head Slay the Jabberwocky with the Vorpal Sword And restore the White Queen to her throne I'm sure the ****** Big Head wouldn't like that "Off with her head," she would say Listen to the bicker of the twins, Tweedledee and Tweedledum The Red Queen calls them her fat boys Partake in the musings of Absolem The hookah-smoking caterpillar who transforms into a beautiful blue butterfly Let us escape to Wonderland It is far more appealing than the real world

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Mar 8, 2017

Mar 8, 2017 at 6:25 AM UTC

JustAriana

Let Us Escape to Wonderland

Following the white rabbit in his waistcoat Listening to the tick tock of his pocket watch Let's fall down the rabbit hole nestled at the trunk of the tree And where you land is a room An entire world hidden behind a door and all you need is the key A nibble from a cake that makes you grow And with a sip of a drink, you shrink Insert the key and twist the **** Opens the door to a world beyond imagination There's a cat that grins And with a smile, he disappears Have a cup of tea and a biscuit with the Hare, the Hatter, and the Dormouse Paint white roses red with the Red Queen Beware of her freakishly large head Slay the Jabberwocky with the Vorpal Sword And restore the White Queen to her throne I'm sure the ****** Big Head wouldn't like that "Off with her head," she would say Listen to the bicker of the twins, Tweedledee and Tweedledum The Red Queen calls them her fat boys Partake in the musings of Absolem The hookah-smoking caterpillar who transforms into a beautiful blue butterfly Let us escape to Wonderland It is far more appealing than the real world

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Falling through the fold Tis another day The cage bird sings yet he is not free His song is of prophets and rabbits who are late His peace is left to the turn of a page I take my time Looking through the looking glass Am I moving too slow? Am I moving too Fast? I feel small but I'm Growing big I try to find peace But one foot is in the grave The Caterpillar blew his smoke at me It tried to wake the joker yet he was asleep Instead the hatter took his business to the keep Only to be beheaded by the red queen. I take my time Looking through the looking glass Am I moving too slow? Am I moving too Fast? I feel small but I'm Growing big I try to find peace But one foot is in the The Dealer draws the cards The name of the game? Fate I look for hearts yet only find spades I wonder if I should even play I bet it all pretending to be brave Only to loose Everything We are all just hatters in this world We puff out smoke pretending to be caterpillars When in truth we are venturing further down the rabbit hole Then who looks through the looking glass?

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Apr 5, 2016

Apr 5, 2016 at 4:25 AM UTC

ryan-clark

You're not Absolem, I'm Absolem

Falling through the fold Tis another day The cage bird sings yet he is not free His song is of prophets and rabbits who are late His peace is left to the turn of a page I take my time Looking through the looking glass Am I moving too slow? Am I moving too Fast? I feel small but I'm Growing big I try to find peace But one foot is in the grave The Caterpillar blew his smoke at me It tried to wake the joker yet he was asleep Instead the hatter took his business to the keep Only to be beheaded by the red queen. I take my time Looking through the looking glass Am I moving too slow? Am I moving too Fast? I feel small but I'm Growing big I try to find peace But one foot is in the The Dealer draws the cards The name of the game? Fate I look for hearts yet only find spades I wonder if I should even play I bet it all pretending to be brave Only to loose Everything We are all just hatters in this world We puff out smoke pretending to be caterpillars When in truth we are venturing further down the rabbit hole Then who looks through the looking glass?

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I use to know that face Such a beautiful and familiar face. Time has kept you away And you've changed your ways In the midst of your troubled days. Your beauty is immaculate And your smile puts me In a love ****** phase But I can't help but ask Who are you? You are who? There is no way This can be you. It seems as if you've lost your way And who I thought was the true you. I am lost And you seem to be too. This rendezvous Has my mind In wonderland You are Alice And I am Alice's Absolem I hope these words float to you through the air And you inhale Everything that I have to share. So when you exhale You feel my longing To be trapped in your enticing stare. As much as time has passed I can't help but ask Who are you? You are who? There is no way This can be you. It seems as if you've lost your way And who I thought was the true you. I am lost And you seem to be too. This rendezvous Has my mind In wonderland You are Alice And I am Alice's Absolem.

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Nov 25, 2013

Nov 25, 2013 at 8:26 PM UTC

Klvshp0et

"Alice's Absolem"

I use to know that face Such a beautiful and familiar face. Time has kept you away And you've changed your ways In the midst of your troubled days. Your beauty is immaculate And your smile puts me In a love ****** phase But I can't help but ask Who are you? You are who? There is no way This can be you. It seems as if you've lost your way And who I thought was the true you. I am lost And you seem to be too. This rendezvous Has my mind In wonderland You are Alice And I am Alice's Absolem I hope these words float to you through the air And you inhale Everything that I have to share. So when you exhale You feel my longing To be trapped in your enticing stare. As much as time has passed I can't help but ask Who are you? You are who? There is no way This can be you. It seems as if you've lost your way And who I thought was the true you. I am lost And you seem to be too. This rendezvous Has my mind In wonderland You are Alice And I am Alice's Absolem.

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the sky is blue, high and weightless but my eyes are red, low and heavy. they carry my soul,my conscienceness. high,my name is absolem and my father is peace my mother is enlightenment. I see beyond your typical spectrum,I can see your soul,you are a soldier fighting an endless war for your life,your eyes are open but you do not see. do you even feel?

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Sep 15, 2014

Sep 15, 2014 at 8:36 AM UTC

absolem

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the sky is blue, high and weightless but my eyes are red, low and heavy. they carry my soul,my conscienceness. high,my name is absolem and my father is peace my mother is enlightenment. I see beyond your typical spectrum,I can see your soul,you are a soldier fighting an endless war for your life,your eyes are open but you do not see. do you even feel?

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