"builts" poems - Hello Poetry

What a name! what a joy! To have her called by Mrs yours, What a beauty! to load over a a man, Nayanoi is the name, brought up by a mother who is embedded to tradition, It carries all fame and this is not a game but another ingredient to tame monstrous heart union. There is indeed touching love after perennial failures, Rejection over rejections builts emotion-shielded heart, It kills dangerous emotions,it destroys barbarians. Such is life, don't you know, Nayanoi demonstrated the saying, Marrying a man not for money but love, I have came to admire the Maa community, They don't fake around they are what they are. Unlike ******** who are really cheap indoors, But fear displaying it in full glare of our cameras Nayanoi won my heart, As a true African woman, She is the wife of my kinsman. Am not lusting for her, she deserve all the earthly praises, A woman sired and raised perfectly, She wears all the smiles in her face, Knowing she is a beauty queen and not a braggart.

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Aug 20, 2018

Aug 20, 2018 at 11:23 AM UTC

kiprotich-vinny

Nayanoi...

What a name! what a joy! To have her called by Mrs yours, What a beauty! to load over a a man, Nayanoi is the name, brought up by a mother who is embedded to tradition, It carries all fame and this is not a game but another ingredient to tame monstrous heart union. There is indeed touching love after perennial failures, Rejection over rejections builts emotion-shielded heart, It kills dangerous emotions,it destroys barbarians. Such is life, don't you know, Nayanoi demonstrated the saying, Marrying a man not for money but love, I have came to admire the Maa community, They don't fake around they are what they are. Unlike ******** who are really cheap indoors, But fear displaying it in full glare of our cameras Nayanoi won my heart, As a true African woman, She is the wife of my kinsman. Am not lusting for her, she deserve all the earthly praises, A woman sired and raised perfectly, She wears all the smiles in her face, Knowing she is a beauty queen and not a braggart.

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scathed by bruises and marks of your discomfort i know not where they descend for i am stumbling through polluted rivers shades swirling in its malcontent hot drops of clear water scorned upon the ashes stealing from my purity with every second i sink further into the malicious waves rippled with your treachery and drowned in my fears drops; suspended drops of me pooling there ambitious to cascade over the edge and crash through the walls builts here tides back and forth swaying i feel their pull distant on the shore buried by the sea cut ties enclosed in a silver box i hope it sinks into the unknown depths accompanied by sweet serenity

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Dec 2, 2013

Dec 2, 2013 at 6:30 AM UTC

kassel-d

lament to water

scathed by bruises and marks of your discomfort i know not where they descend for i am stumbling through polluted rivers shades swirling in its malcontent hot drops of clear water scorned upon the ashes stealing from my purity with every second i sink further into the malicious waves rippled with your treachery and drowned in my fears drops; suspended drops of me pooling there ambitious to cascade over the edge and crash through the walls builts here tides back and forth swaying i feel their pull distant on the shore buried by the sea cut ties enclosed in a silver box i hope it sinks into the unknown depths accompanied by sweet serenity

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It lasts for centuries, no less, A tyrany of one old mage. His reign brought nothing but distress. Noone was worshipping that sage. So people started to revolt, But all the riots were suppressed. Though all of them were quite a jolt, The rest of rebels weren't impressed. They tried again, and then once more, But those attempts could not succeed. He was a mage one could adore, Although his reign was crap, indeed. \\\* The girl just had a simple dream: to build a rocket and to fly! It seemed, though, there is no scheme that worked, but all they were so nigh! Her engines worked, and worked quite well, Though not enough to reach the space. But she was eager to excel her skills. Oh, how could she retrace? Her other builts were splendid, too. She really had achieved a lot. But dream of hers did not come true, until that day she heard a shot... \\\* She quickly run to find that out, relying on her trusty gun. And what she saw there made here shout: A portal shining like a sun! Without doubt she entered it and found an old man facing her. He yelled he'd throw her in a pit; she didn't want that to occur. He tried to **** her there and then, But bullet's faster than a word. And she made smile a lot of men, And they prepared her a reward... Their magic was a helpful tool to make her aircraft fly up high. Her dream came true. That was so cool! At last she's mistress of the sky!

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Oct 15, 2016

Oct 15, 2016 at 2:28 PM UTC

vseslav-kochenov

A Girl Who Wanted To Fly

It lasts for centuries, no less, A tyrany of one old mage. His reign brought nothing but distress. Noone was worshipping that sage. So people started to revolt, But all the riots were suppressed. Though all of them were quite a jolt, The rest of rebels weren't impressed. They tried again, and then once more, But those attempts could not succeed. He was a mage one could adore, Although his reign was crap, indeed. \\\* The girl just had a simple dream: to build a rocket and to fly! It seemed, though, there is no scheme that worked, but all they were so nigh! Her engines worked, and worked quite well, Though not enough to reach the space. But she was eager to excel her skills. Oh, how could she retrace? Her other builts were splendid, too. She really had achieved a lot. But dream of hers did not come true, until that day she heard a shot... \\\* She quickly run to find that out, relying on her trusty gun. And what she saw there made here shout: A portal shining like a sun! Without doubt she entered it and found an old man facing her. He yelled he'd throw her in a pit; she didn't want that to occur. He tried to **** her there and then, But bullet's faster than a word. And she made smile a lot of men, And they prepared her a reward... Their magic was a helpful tool to make her aircraft fly up high. Her dream came true. That was so cool! At last she's mistress of the sky!

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An oblique shoe string Hangs from a power line knotted through the wrong holes A baby carriage on the sidewalk just left out in the cold a golden autumn November tree sheds her last leaf she weeps and she mourns nothing left to be solved these puzzles make me sick pieces are rotted mold when you put them together its a lonely kid the letters blank ink pens run out of code The apartment I live in is still the Bloodiest brick red stained relationships I neglected Its a splattered picture on my white wall Three wolves each take turns trying to blow me down i guess these children stories held Some sort truth to them after all I just stand tall like the effiel tower im builts for world affair Im was just hoping for this morning to be a symbol of peace listen for a silent noise a whisper a vendor yelling in the street but its just loud its violent creatures and its laying in my bed next to me

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Dec 1, 2020

Dec 1, 2020 at 4:28 PM UTC

Wanderingsoul

Oblique shoe string

An oblique shoe string Hangs from a power line knotted through the wrong holes A baby carriage on the sidewalk just left out in the cold a golden autumn November tree sheds her last leaf she weeps and she mourns nothing left to be solved these puzzles make me sick pieces are rotted mold when you put them together its a lonely kid the letters blank ink pens run out of code The apartment I live in is still the Bloodiest brick red stained relationships I neglected Its a splattered picture on my white wall Three wolves each take turns trying to blow me down i guess these children stories held Some sort truth to them after all I just stand tall like the effiel tower im builts for world affair Im was just hoping for this morning to be a symbol of peace listen for a silent noise a whisper a vendor yelling in the street but its just loud its violent creatures and its laying in my bed next to me

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***** minds are devils minds which treachoursly harshes others. Healthy minds are powerful minds which builts the nations. Disturbe minds are confuse minds which creates confusion in air. Terific minds are aggressive minds which makes carzy decisions. Criminal minds are dangerous minds which murder's the humanity.

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Sep 19, 2015

Sep 19, 2015 at 8:23 AM UTC

jimmy-hegan

DIFFERENT MINDS

***** minds are devils minds which treachoursly harshes others. Healthy minds are powerful minds which builts the nations. Disturbe minds are confuse minds which creates confusion in air. Terific minds are aggressive minds which makes carzy decisions. Criminal minds are dangerous minds which murder's the humanity.

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