Poems by Peter Duncombe

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  • If you exist
    Why not you listen...

  • Words of heartfelt emotions evaporate like morning...
    Were they all in vain, drifting towards a slow and...

  • I want to see the sunrise as I awake from my...
    I want to feel the warmth of its rays upon my...

  • Poetic rhythms this heart in words transcends...
    Impossible feelings neither quill nor ink this...

  • The sands of time drift effortlessly across the...
    Each grain an experience gained with both success...

  • Waiting, waiting always waiting will he ever come?
    Each morning I'm standing by the door, in rain...

  • Does your life compare to a box of chocolates,
    a bowl of cherries or a walk in the park...

  • These words I write, though eloquent as not of...
    Nor have they rhythm and depth those great poets...

  • Is there no reason why we can't be friends?
    Or does the colour of our skin deter...

  • Two bodies converging inflamed with passion.
    All inhibitions evaporating...

  • If love be the poets hand compose immortal words...

  • It doesn't seem ten years ago I nearly left this...
    I'd just come home from work that day and was...