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Poems about Life
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by Libertydoll
157 words, 2 comments,
on Nov 8 5:23 PM 2008. In Adult, Contemporary, Dark, Life, Hope, Thoughts, Society, Personal, Love, Lyrics
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We invite you to come on a journey of the mind.
by Brian Balzer
503 words, 14 comments,
on Nov 8 4:23 AM 2008. In Weird, Fantasy, Thoughts, Imagery, Abstract, Perception, Death, Life, Free verse. Reward
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With my head on the pillow I lay and wait. / Sometimes she's early, / sometimes she's late. / My head gets heavy / I shut my eyes. / Then m
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I would hold you as long as you needed / I would kiss you as often as you liked / I would hold your hand as tightly has you held mine / I w
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a poem about loosing yourself....
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Why do you still affect me so / Why do I call when my weaknesses show / You have nothing to offer me / Never did never will / No words of c
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And all the men who built Big Ben
The time that they all took
by kep
105 words, 11 comments,
on Nov 2 3:41 PM 2008. In Love, Life, Sad
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What happened to the world we knew? / When did we lose our way? / Or have my memories been eschewed? / Was it just yesterday? / Was not our
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a poem about second chances and learning from what life hands you
by gingerhall1976
629 words, 24 comments,
on Nov 1 8:57 PM 2008. In Personal, Sad, Life, Pain, Death, Depression, Sadness, Loss, Anguish, Family
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As I rise and shine
the morning is fine
tis time to start splashing
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So long ago when I was nine, there was a place that chilled my spine. / A towering wooden ark stood beacon to my youthful scare. / For year
by Enoq
604 words, 13 comments,
on Nov 2 10:27 PM 2008. In Angst, Dark, Life, Nature, Rhyme, Friendship, Childrens, Family, Imagery
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/ Can't Pretend / / By: [[OB]] lyrically correct / / Im tired of friggen pretending / that i dont love him anymore / / tired of this pain that im feeling / truth is his name is what my heart beats for / / i know thats sounds lam
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/ and so i RECOVER / / By: [[OB]] lyrically correct / / its funny how when everything / is all said and done you feel like such a fool / / way back then wouldve done anything / but now...i realize that all that mess wasnt cool /
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My place of retreat / When my strain takes its toll / Is in the patchwork of fields / Which settles my soul / Amongst the mounds in the lan
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A beautiful day dawns bright and clear / This wonderful miracle we should hold dear / Our hearts embrace this glorious sight / When our wor
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You Are / A Wonderful light / A secret Treasure / beautiful broken Artwork / struggling to be whole / You must Fight to win / also to Live
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A little baby fast asleep / Tiny hands and slender feet / A button nose and wispy hair / All wrapped up in loving care / / His mother’s heart is full of joy / Each time she holds her little boy / His father’s heart is full of pride / A so
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The shadows are rising all around me / Invading my mind, thick and fast / No escaping the messages they bring me / All my memories from the past / / How can I cope when I’m lost in my memories? / They’re stealing away my peace of mind / Sle
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I once knew a girl named Jill. / / I can picture her still. / / It was plain for all to see / /
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When I sit upon the toilet, / and try to take a crap, / I strain so stinking hard, / I might have a heart attack. / When I sit upon the toilet, / it fills me up with grief. / I strain for all I’m worth, / and s
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I met my true love over the phone one day / I knew I loved her right away / Her voice had an unusual sort of twang / I knew it’d be beautif
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You told me to decorate this cookie / Based upon how I feel / With Reese’s peanut butter cups / And candy corn, and frosting, and sprinkles
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My heart is a rain barrel under the eaves. / I’m setting up and storing by, swallowing run-off, / rushing to take the laundry in. /
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This is a poem, that I wrote to show my love for singing...
(even though I'm not in choir  )
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Sweetly she haunts, / a toothless ghost. I catch her / hiding in smoke from the old stove; / a scent like toasted chilies in sweet oil
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Preparation appeals to the obsessive compulsive streak / that sleeps on the whole quiet in my nature. / How I enjoy with somber pleasure li
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The girls with white washed faces / Stagger through the lamp lit street / Into the seediest embraces of / Someone they’ll never meet. / Th
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I wake up next to you / With that feeling, so real; / That unbelieving sense / That it’s no sin to feel. /
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