610 match(es) found in poems

What on earth could a bunny be mad about?

What on earth could a bunny be mad about?
A cluttered mess in a room to bink about!
Robert Plese

Song Of A Scholar And His Mistress, Who, Being Crossed By ..

[Music within.]
The Lovers enter at opposite doors, each held by a keeper.
John Dryden

I’m Soo MAD! ! !

Calling; calling
Got no answer
Anita Khelawan

You make me so mad! ! !

Dad, you make me so mad
You make me feel so bad
Ferret Girl

Is It Pac Man Or Grand Theft Auto That Drives People Mad?

Freeport annex belied today...
Harkin's widow dead in May.
Michael Gale

sad... or mad? ?

when i look at you,
you look sad,
Bootiful Kid ...

6. One Goes Mad With Whiskey Man!

Nobody has ever seen him, I'm the only one.
Seemingly I’m going mad, Isn’t Insanity so much fun
Casual Diamond

Keeping My Sanity In A World Gone Mad! !

You know...come to think of it...
I have always been someone...
Scarlett Treat

(Am I?) Mad As A Hatter.

Always in question I find myself
At me always is pointed the finger of blame,
Liz Munro

Katsushika Hokusai talks to a kind stranger Or 'Gakyō Rōji..

'Who are you? '
Raj Arumugam

I Anledning af den Sal. Mad. Jacobsens Dødsfald

Johannes Ewald

Love Under The Starlit Skies/ It's Love Maddening, But Don..

Under the starlit skies
I dreaming of my dreamgirl
Bijay Kant Dubey

Now I Think How Mad I Had Been After Love!

Now I think how mad
I had been after love,
Bijay Kant Dubey

Is Poetry My Madness? Am I A Mad Man?

Is poetry my madness?
Am I a mad man?
Bijay Kant Dubey

My Hearty Poet: John Clare Diagnosed Unfairly as a Mad Poet!

John Clare: My Hearty Poet
I cry for those unfair hubris physicians
Sylva Portoian

641. Am I mad? 190111

A lover returned after few years
To his sweetheart’s town
Raman Savithiri

Aazkal Log Kitane Pagal Ho Gayen Hain (Now-a-days How Mad ..  -new-

Aazkal Log Kitane Pagal Ho Gayen Hain
Aazkal log kitane pagal ho gayen hain
Bijay Kant Dubey

I am mad with Love

I am mad with love
And no one understands my plight.

Anna Who Was Mad

Anna who was mad,
I have a knife in my armpit.
Anne Sexton

Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front

Love the quick profit, the annual raise,
vacation with pay. Want more
Wendell Berry

Mad As The Mist And Snow

Bolt and bar the shutter,
For the foul winds blow:
William Butler Yeats

An Elegy On The Death Of A Mad Dog

Good people all, of every sort,
Give ear unto my song;
Oliver Goldsmith

The Mad Farmer Revolution

<i>Being a Fragment
of the Natural History of New Eden,
Wendell Berry

A Soliloquy Of The Full Moon, She Being In A Mad Passion

Now as Heaven is my Lot, they're the Pests of the Nation!
Wherever they can come
Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Mad Song

The wild winds weep
And the night is a-cold;
William Blake

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