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PUBLIC POEMS FOR EVERYONE: SLEEPING NEXT TO YOU. BY KENNETH SMITH
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PUBLIC POEMS FOR EVERYONE. A place to share poems for everyone to read worldwide. Enjoy. Monday, 7 September 2015. SLEEPING NEXT TO YOU. BY KENNETH SMITH. Every morning when I wake. I see your face and smile. Warm in bed All night long. Sleeping next to you. Every time that we quarrel. I hold it all inside. Because I know Everything will be fine. Sleeping next to you. Every day that we're together. I cherish life even more. Good and bad We're together. Sleeping next to you. I tuck you in gently. PUBLIC P...
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PUBLIC POEMS FOR EVERYONE: RAGING WATERS BY JH
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PUBLIC POEMS FOR EVERYONE. A place to share poems for everyone to read worldwide. Enjoy. Thursday, 3 September 2015. RAGING WATERS BY JH. Waltzing among the pleasant shore. Along the waters came high tide. In furious motion my blood did rise. As somber breaths unfurled. Ever so often a calm would come. And then I'd see my teardrops run. Looking beyond the clear blue sky. Along the waters came high tide. In furious motion my blood did rise. Looking beyond the clear blue sky. Ever so often a calm would come.
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DAILY POEM "SUSAN" ~ Williams Poetry
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Come in, sit back, and chillax. Tuesday, 12 January 2010. She was born to a Middle class family. Taught by her parents to love and respect. But at school she was a tearaway. Something at home they could never detect. Susan lived the life of Jeckyl and Hyde. She was crafty and careful at home. To look at her you would think "butter wouldn't melt". So with trust she was left to roam. At school her language was appaulling. She bullied kids most of the day. Being the centre of attention was her goal. She bec...
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A TIME OF CHEER ~ Williams Poetry
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Come in, sit back, and chillax. Sunday, 21 December 2014. A TIME OF CHEER. Tinsel flickering under coloured lights. Baubles spinning in awsome delight. The smell of the turkey wafting around. Everyone happy, love all around. Gifts piled under the Christmas tree. Pets and children , running free. The atmosphere electric, family day. Grandpa humming amidst the foray. Christmas hats worn, crackers pulled. The gifts are lavish, no one fooled. Its time for dinner the table set. A special day comes one a year.
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DAILY POEM "SUNNY SUMMERY DAYS" ~ Williams Poetry
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Come in, sit back, and chillax. Thursday, 6 June 2013. DAILY POEM "SUNNY SUMMERY DAYS". The sun makes you smile. Makes you feel good. It feeds us energy. Gives plants their food. We sit there for hours. Trying to get some tan. From the ice cream van. We turn bright red. Waiting to be fed. The kids are screaming. We even find peace. Between sister and brother. Carefully we protect our body. With lashings of sun lotion. The rays soak it in. When the night falls. Be careful of the sun. Take it in small doses.
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OVERCOME BY ILLNESS. ~ Williams Poetry
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Come in, sit back, and chillax. Friday, 10 July 2015. Feelings of no hope. Wishing your life away. Knowing you can,t cope. Afraid to waken daily. Never happy with your life. Cutting like a knife. Frightened to ask for help. Even from your friends. Family think your jolly. Thats what the message sends. This illness is killing me. No hope do I see. Its all about negativity. My mind is not free. And still the pain. Is growing and growing. No light in the tunnel. Is no walk in the park. If you can relate.
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DAILY POEM " LEST WE NEVER FORGET" ~ Williams Poetry
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Come in, sit back, and chillax. Wednesday, 30 January 2013. DAILY POEM " LEST WE NEVER FORGET". The scene is set. Because of their race. Their pain at an end. Made out of wood. The rich, the poor. The bad the good. If they live or die. Reach for the sky. No one must survive. Every Father and son. No one to reflect. Just smoke from a fire. No one to detect. They know they're fate. We must never forget. This horror from the past. This was no movie. With thousands of a cast. Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS.
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EXPRESSIONLESS ~ Williams Poetry
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Come in, sit back, and chillax. Thursday, 25 July 2013. You search till there isn't any places. Look around at expressionless faces. Look to man to his own disgraces. Naked women , covered in laces. Children s laughter fills the air. When your older, nothing is fair. Keeping youthful without even a tear. Trying out your past, toiling to bear. Knock at the door and you will find. People who are meek, loving, and kind. No enemy to beat, dazzle, or blind. No hands bleeding, no need to bind. Were you are from.
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OUR BATTERED ISLAND ~ Williams Poetry
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Come in, sit back, and chillax. Monday, 24 February 2014. Homes in England during the flooding. Winds blow off the scale. Rain batters the land. People struggling to keep afloat. Sand bags filled by hand. Damaging everything in sight. Pensioners trapped at home. What has happened to our World. And what can we do to make amends. By looking after our planet. Setting brand new trends. Earth is getting warmer. The ice caps melting fast. Its time to take some action. Or we aint gonna last,. Seal our only fate.
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WARS, DEATH, NO HOPE ~ Williams Poetry
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Come in, sit back, and chillax. Monday, 7 October 2013. WARS, DEATH, NO HOPE. What a World we are living in. Fighting, killing a major sin. Who cares who lives or dies. Not our leaders thats no surprise. Bombings Gassing, guns that roar. Kids diving on the nearest floor. Women cowering in bomb blasted shells. The sound of screams the bloody smells. When will it end? When man is dead? Will we never be happy when all is said. What is worth living for in this age? Not death or killing or violent rage. DAILY...
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