The Wink
It might of been created by a liar or a thief
So people will be confused by a thought or a belief
And at that moment of time when you will stop and think
You will not realize you've been tricked, as there will be a wink,
You might think all is alright and that is acceptable
As you wont see what truly is perceptible,
And if you are with that friend and they offer you a drink
Be careful before you drink it, and watch out for that wink.
It might of been created when someone was looking for the truth
Or maybe they were curious, or maybe they were a sleuth
But when they are close to an answer you will notice their eye
Then you will see that wink, now you won't care about why,
You are happy and pleased as now you will walk away
But what was the truth, as not a word did they say,
When people tell you all is alright, but your life is at its brink
Be ever so careful, and watch out for that wink.
It might of been created by a spouse or a cheater
But we know it wasn't created by either Paul or Peter
When the truth is asked for, it is told without a blink
So we must be ever so weary of that devilish wink
In the history of time it as been used to trick and confuse
And also to confirm a lie, and also to amuse,
Remember the devil signs his contracts in blood and ink
So in life be ever so careful, and watch out for that wink.
poem by Randy McClave
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Wink For Me
Wink for me today
For I know I’m full of life
Wink when you work
I’ll be reminded of my work
Wink when entering the toilet
I’ll know others are half attached
Wink when you eat
I’ll buy my own lunch
Wink when kissing
I’ll miss my wife more
While driving still wink
I’ll work and buy my own
When you die please wink
I’ll prepare my suitcase for take off
Please wink for me
poem by Lawrence s. Makola
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Blink, Blink
Im bored
Im going insane
Too much homework
So many chores
so much stress
Wink Wink
Blink Blink
I'm there
At my happy place
Whever I please
No cars
No streets
No Seas
nor boats
no planes
no skies
I'm there
Within seconds
Escape from life's glooms
Ease away my pains
Bliss bliss
Whenever I please
Todaloo
Hola
To my my happy place
Blink Blink
Wink Wink
poem by Bella Ravenstar
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She Has Tremendous Hands
Eyes and high cheekbones!
That's how I can tell they are all related!
This crotch theory you've got,
Makes absolutely no sense.
Since that would not apply to them all.
Some are short and a few are quite tall!
'The daughter,
She wears a size 13 shoe.'
And what is that suppose to mean?
What has that got to do with anything?
'She has tremendous hands! '
And...
What is that wink about?
'Well...
You didn't hear it from me,
But...
I know she can be a gorgeous woman.
But I'm told...
When she stands,
She can stand up to any man! '
And what's up with the wink?
I still don't get it!
'I don't think you will no time soon!
You are not her type.
Unless that also changes.'
There you go with that wink!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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When the stars wink
When the stars wink, glittering above me,
it feels as if they do beacon to come nearer,
when I see them stretching to the horizon,
forming patterns or even drawing lines
in the dark ink,
the whole of heaven is covered,
far too awesome to comprehend
with the glory procreated by a almighty God;
when the stars wink.
Later even the bats stop their frolicking,
an owl flutters past when a mouse squeals
and then I do realize
how insignificant man is on this earthly place
while a star jumps for a moment,
when the stars wink.
poem by Gert Strydom
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I do not think I should care to go on worshipping a Madonna even if she did wink. One cannot make much out of a wink. We want something more than that from the object of our adoration.
quote by Charles Spurgeon
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Who Peeps On The Peeper?
Who peeps on the peeper?
God.
Who else keeps the peeper peeking,
But God.
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep...
As those who seek to take a peek.
Believing what is done they do,
Is out of sight.
And out of God's reach.
Thinking lessons learned...
God does not teach.
Who peeps on the peeper?
God.
Who else keeps the peeper peeking,
But God.
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep...
As those who seek to take a peek.
Believing what is done they do,
Is out of sight.
And out of God's reach.
Thinking lessons learned...
God does not teach.
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who peeps on the peeper?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who peeps on the peeper?
God!
Who peeps on the peeper?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who peeps on the peeper?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who peeps on the peeper?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
Who doesn't get a wink of sleep?
God!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In A Click Of A Wink!
So near they are, but very far their truths are,
One doesn't know that the other would scheme, hurt and tear,
The little nest that they have built with sweat,
The loving harmonious family unit, their project,
The 'planning' head was just besides, pretending,
The unaware soul just peaceful, sleeping,
Careful eyes always at watch to have a slip,
Perfect acting enacted at every scene,
The perverts are born in human in a click of a wink,
A stroke at the butt, the hit at the breast,
When one knows it very well,
The other will be left in peace for a while,
when the rules are broken with many opportunities,
the hurt can't be healed with repenting sincerity,
When the sin of one known to another,
The hell enters into a house with big flare,
to burn each and every innocent heart,
as one heart has made the mistake.
In a click of wink, a pervert need not be born,
Let us not be fooled with the rush of hormones.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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A Wink
Across the river there is thunder
A bridge of fears
Clocks of silk dreams ticking
Lovers that quit kissing
I know what you want
The church of Jesus is for the broken
I am there
I see you with your hymnal
I probably shouldn’t wink
But I do
I know you seen me
When we get to heaven
Will you wink back?
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Winken, Blinken, and Nod
When you ask
If I’m okay
I nod
It’s a universal
Do you want some popcorn?
Nod
Do you like her?
Nod
Wink, nod
Wink, blink, nod
At you
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
Set sail in a pea-green boat
And why can’t I?
Because they crashed and I will too
So I will write this song for you
And why do I?
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
Because my trust in you is gone
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
In a wink, in a blink, in a nod
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
Now my trust in you is gone
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
Now I forget everything
Winken, Blinken, and Nod
Set sail in just a pea-green boat.
So why can’t I?
Stop walking backwards
STOP WALKING BACKWARDS: life it's self can be a journey. (Can I get a Hell to the yeah) lol, but in the process, hold on I need for you to really open up your eyes, and get that wax out if your ears, so you can understand the words that's coming out of my mouth. And that is examples of sight, in your humble beginnings, in your middle was a learn behavior, regardless if it were in your home, or family homes, at school, your church, outside, you have seen a many of things, and been educated by life's best. What? you really want to no, come on and join me on a mental magic carpet ride but were hoping on and off ok don't get to comfortable. Now then I'm glade you asked even if you didn't I'm going to tell you. life had to offer was it's environment. Were you saw the good, the bad, and your addiction to ugly. And the words please don't tell it's our family secret. Wink wink lol And some of us are a mess today because of who said what, who did what, and I should stayed because big mamma survived and she look happy. What ever lol do what's best for you. dysfunction no more, and embrace functional! you feel me yes we can. Clarence of greatness
poem by Clarence Williams
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Black Coffee
I'm feeling mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch the door
And in between I drink
Black Coffee
Love's a hand me down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room
I'm talking to the shadows
1 o'clock to 4
And Lord
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Just asking
Man’s years are God’s wink
Man’s wisdom is God’s folly
Man’s masterpiece is God’s babble
Man’s mortal, God’s eternal
Well, no dispute about it, God’s eternal
But does God wink? Has God some follis too?
Does God babble? Just asking........are you angry?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Real G
Looks up how to be gangster on youtube
Pretends to like 2pac
Likes men
Wears 'timbys'
Watches zoey 101 and discusses it with girls in his school
Touches his self daily
Plays soccer
Likes chicken sandwiches from wendys with extra mayo (wink wink)
poem by Nolan Markham
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How fast does time fly by
How fast does time fly by
and with a wink of the eye,
the world has changed.
The time of sweet solitude,
unlocked doors
and little cares are past.
How fast have every thing changed
from a world of promise,
to a world gone wild and mad.
Before I can wipe
the sleep from my eyes,
I find myself in another time and place.
Uneducated people
are running my country,
into the ground.
Kids have no respect
and run their own lives
and use drugs and steal,
live only for themselves
and the here and now
like a bunch of hooligans running amok.
There’s corruption and gangsters everywhere
and hijackers and house invaders
and the police do not really seem to care.
How fast does time fly by
and with a wink of the eye,
the world has changed.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Yes Yes
when God created love he didn't help most
when God created dogs He didn't help dogs
when God created plants that was average
when God created hate we had a standard utility
when God created me He created me
when God created the monkey He was asleep
when He created the giraffe He was drunk
when He created narcotics He was high
and when He created suicide He was low
when He created you lying in bed
He knew what He was doing
He was drunk and He was high
and He created the mountians and the sea and fire at the same time
He made some mistakes
but when He created you lying in bed
He came all over His Blessed Universe.
Submitted by .eve.
poem by Charles Bukowski
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Good Times
Something has stuck in underneath my skin
Eyes all looking in for something within
Somewhere in here
Now everything I say gives this all away
Senses deadened again
Nothing lives today
Not in here
Here in your head
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Felt that I belonged
And now I feel that gone
Where it all went wrong
I traced it all along
Back here again
There was something calling me to negativity
Dark covering me
Shrouding every scene Im cast in
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Careful when you're feeling out of your mind
You should try to remember the strong lines in the spotlight
Until you're feeling alright
Please answer
Im calling just to find out
If you could be there for me when I crack
The answer came
I found it buried in the trash there
I saw it stare
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
Careful when you're feeling out of your mind
You should try to remember the strong lines in the spotlight
Until you're feeling alright
Careful what youre feeling on the inside
You should try to remember the good times and the high life
Are you feeling alright?
song performed by by Finger Eleven
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Echo Of White
By the forces of nature, the spin to a turn, the approach of the seasons - The leaves which falls, the symbol, signal a wink towards winter - Prepare the cold for a blanket of snow, sold to be told for no reason - The spice created by the chill in the air, the aroma of log fires which is a count for the warmth of care - Why accept the way of the world when dead trees are not even for you to take for the price, named free as the bees - Believes have to be proven, your mind is the deceiver - What is the truth in fake when a dream in the night, shines so real, the bright in your eyes lights your sight - Black colors the echo of white
poem by Unic Cjonr
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Boris To The Rescue
Here we are on our way in our brand new bus
We’re all eager and excited, at least some of us
We’re on our way to Luton Town
We’ve stopped but we haven’t broken down(wink wink)
Looking for passengers on the hard shoulder
An hour later, we’re still looking far and yonder
Rescue will come, we don’t know how
I’d suggest we hitch up to that cow
We’ve got a man who’ll save the day
His name is Boris and he’s on his way
He sends a message “Fear not, harbour no mortal dread
You can survive thirty days before you are dead”.
We won’t be bowed, we’ll keep a stiff upper lip
After all, there’ll always be another trip.
poem by Brian Roy Skyers
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The Collective
Everyman is equal
wink wink
nudge nudge
some are more equal
than others.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Pink, Our Shrink, and Love, I Think
The only things I can think
(Besides think)
That rhyme with pink
Are stink
And wink
And blink
And sometimes I think I need this shrink
Because I hate pink
As the things it rhymes with stink
Like facial functions and thoughts I think
Then write down here in maroon ink
And as said by our shrink
The problem with pink
Is that it can't express the love that I think
And wink
To you as I blink
And now dare to write in maroon ink
As between you and me, it's a link
We both hate the color, I think
Because this poem makes us tickled pink
As we wait in the office of our shrink
Who we hate as much as the color pink
poem by Phoenix Rory
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