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The gospel of wealth
O tell me to come, leave
the key of the chest
with the surgeon.
Live plentifully and love
good things. Let the virginal
thorn pierce the rose.
Poems on the topic: chest
Poems on the topic “chest” on Poets.by.
Quandary
anger is building an office in my chest
out of lies and quandary
whether to burn
or to sleep with a troubled word
Handheld
In bed I talk
to my hand
in rising hopes of going out
with the fleet hand of a woman
a hand ready to run
home to the chest.
Chest pains
It hurts
Some nights,
I can't sleep
They say-
"it's normal"
But do they really know
Or are they,
just guessing?
It's getting worse
For two weeks now
Will it ever stop?
Or will it only get worse?
Star-crossed
He said,
he got something to say
He is from a million years away..
Before I can even see his face,
I took the quickest way to escape..
Than he asked me my name
And I took that as a threat..
We crossed and fought
In the battle of thoughts
He asked me why
I'm always in rush
I said it's my fault,
I don't trust..
He said maybe he can help me,
I said sorry I'm in hurry..
His eyes made my heart swell
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